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Wake Up
The barren wasteland
Of my soul
Is cold with little wind
I keep the points of light
Sheltered, unseen
I dont want to see them
Dont want to feel their warmth
Dont want to keep on living
Dont want to feel so cold
Of my soul
Is cold with little wind
I keep the points of light
Sheltered, unseen
I dont want to see them
Dont want to feel their warmth
Dont want to keep on living
Dont want to feel so cold
Published 25th Jun 2013
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25th Jun 2013 8:39pm
Pretty bleak.
You are too young to talk this way.
Sounds 'tho you need help.
You are too young to talk this way.
Sounds 'tho you need help.
26th Jun 2013 11:44am
Fair enough, but im not this depressed all the time!
I find that i'm happier if i put my worse emotions in writing, like getting rid of whats not needed
I find that i'm happier if i put my worse emotions in writing, like getting rid of whats not needed
8th Nov 2013 5:28pm
Wonderful !. Welcome to the dark side !.
It's good to let the deamon out from time to time.
Thank you for sharing this.
It's good to let the deamon out from time to time.
Thank you for sharing this.
29th Nov 2013 1:27pm
