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Like a blade through my heart,
Like the silent cry of a scared child,
It penetrates my soul,
Consuming my inner affairs,
Until I am gone.

Like raindrops falling from the sky,
That will never return to paradise.
Like the insatiable hunger of an angry wolf,
That will destroy its prey,
Until all, it's gone.

I am carrying the world on my shoulders,
Its heavy mass slowly breaks my spine.
Programming my moves,
And breaking my fragile heart.






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