A few random poem things....

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I'm broken inside, deeper than the thickest bone... Lonely inside, it's so cold to be left alone...

I am not who I want to be, a lost soul walking, a shadow in your nightmares, a nightmare in your dream, a serial killer in your mind, just a lost girl down deep.

My mind is dark, black is my soul. my blood is red, my vision is so.

I'm trying to save the lost ones, while I'm losing a fight. I'm trying to help a bit, but I fall as the kingdom crumbles.

The fact I can see it and no one else can. The fact that I can feel him where he used to stand. The feeling of being lost. Is as being left without a force.

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