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Abandonment Like a piece of wood in flames or broken green glass on the rooftop I feel that I am lost And nothing matters any more. Torn, like an old, filthy rag my heart breaks into little pieces falling apart, hunger ravening for something nameless. I feel as though I am being killed. |
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