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Reaching...
But no reply,
I feel terrible,
A new black hole.

I feel a knife is cutting my neck.
I feel lost,
Trapped in ruins.

I'm confused,
Sadness and anger swell upon me.
Why me?

I feel miserable,
Suffering from Hades wrath.

Why won't this pain go away?
Will it end up better?
Or worse?

My heart is gone.
A new one is springing,
Will it be less painful then the last?

My mom says not much will change,
My dad says a lot will change.





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