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alone
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ALONE.

So LONELY.
I feel myself scream a silent scream of despair.
Wretched soul in need of comfort.
With no more tears to cry, no more words to speak.
(With you) I feel nothing, I’m numb beyond mending, already dead
beyond resuscitation.
I scream my silent scream.
Again and again. Till I can scream no more, till my vision blurs and everything
fades into nothingness.
Fades away into the void that has lodged itself inside me.
The void that makes me feel
ALONE.

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