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The feeling of being pulled down, down, down below.

Sorrow in my eyes, That pain in your chest never again a peaceful rest.

The tears dripping down your cheeks, smudged mascara that sound as you weep.

Forever the pull gets stronger bringing you down into darkness.

Never again will she see daylight the cloudy sky, the sun that bright light.

The feeling of being pulled down,down,down below.

No longer will She smile,laugh but only cry.

She will search for an escape search for the light. She will only see darkness no shine just night. 

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 15, 2012 ⏰

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