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"These Days"

These Days That Come Before Me
Are Just Like Others On The Wall
My Thoughts Are Freely Roaming until
Some
they start to fall.
You left me here today
with shattered Pieces
nothing left
It had felt as if you were the person who had just committed theft
A theft of my heart is what was at loss
i'm stuck here, brokenhearted, trying to get lost in my thought
These Thoughts are all I've Gotten
An They Appear as nothing more
Then scattered Puzzle pieces spread across my bedroom floor.
Written by BrokenNotDone
Published | Edited 19th Oct 2014
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