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You.

 Its all ripped away
As if it never was
The cold returns, tho it really never left
It lingers, inside
Festers within
When      the       facade falls
The truth is shown
Unwilling      to      accept
Holding on, but      for what?
Waiting for pain?
Or just waiting, but for what?
Written by jada64
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