Numb
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- Parts 3
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Jan 31, 2017
emptiness, shattered dreams... broken hopes.... unknown sadness....... untold longings..... bits by bits robbing me of my soul ...my youthful life. ... fleeting moments gone by which should have stayed longer guaranting me a little hope of joy a small spark of hope...
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