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Sunday, February 12, 2012

Holes.


It's falling right through,
All of me and all of you.
The happiness we reached so fast,
And the paradise we built.

I'm picking up all the dreams,
Fighting these bottled up screams.
But it's seeping..
Waiting to burst out.

It's not you, it's me,
Just aching to completely break free.
Maybe I'm a loner,
Just a loner.

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