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GONE
17:33 Oct 13 2020
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No amount of crying will bring you back.
No GOD will listen.
Silently I die inside.
Held prisoner,
inside myself.
I scream
no one hears me.
The soil feels cold
between my fingers.
Are you cold?
Will you be there?
When my turn comes.
--Vrykolaka 10/13/20
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PumpkinPatch
19:09 Oct 13 2020
Nice poem