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By , tampa, FL
I sit outside and see black and white chrystals comin at me one by one tearing to shreads my pride

I look up i see a tree no birds, no squirrels, no leaves emptiness has fallen apoun it like it has done me

i look down i see a dead baren ground, nothing there no one cares

Theres no stars no moon no sun, no where to go no where to run

I walk down a lonely dark road my body shivers my heart turns cold

Once more i look to the sky, and ask God why, close my eyes and drop to the ground to cry.





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