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Nov 11, 2005 12:32




They come for me...

I'm Running...

I cannot still my overbeating heart...

I feel faint...

Closing my eyes I feel my soul slip away

The darkness is so bleaque, the light so dismal...

I slip further away...

Goodbye my unloved body,

Goodbye my unfulfill life,

Goodbye
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