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Intention's my black wish
Closure I cannot find
An open wound exposed to pain
Life: constricted & vulgar
All coincide.

Life's unanticipated turns
Endless in every way,
Turns a heart even closer
To the pain of night and day

Lifeless within my eyes,
Motionless to the touch,
Heartless in an instant
Emotionless and so cold.

Unshaken to the day we touched
Unheard of and
Unspoken.
Everything depressing now
Unexpected but not
Sudden.

Ashley

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