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A Sense of Nothingness

The title tells it all.
A sudden urge to escape,
This reality of hundred hidden smiles,
Took a closet full of dreams,
To get there was a lie.

As fast as one could die,
Drew breezes of air from you,
Even Gods will learn to hide,
Violence was here tonight.
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Published: 9/7/2015
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