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Time stills
Cold and silent
A rush of cold blood to the head
Barely breathing
Falling apart at the helm of my soul
The pain is deep
It can’t be reached
A soul that needs a surgery
She’s gone like yesterday’s wind
Took it all and left me with nothing
I channel my thoughts through my pen
Pour my soul unto paper
To whom shall I tell my woes?
Time lost
Failed promises
Broken dreams
I turn to the bottle to drown my sorrows
I wake up with a dizzying pain in my head
A hole in my heart
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