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Sunday, May 01, 2005
Pandemonium of emotions Whirl in the maelstrom, The heart torn, Deprived of love it withers. In consummate loneliness, The contempt of abject Despair breeds a darkness of soul. Tears fall, cleansing in their purity, Gentle absolution at their core. Mourning the loss of innocence, The bastions being erected, In bravado hiding, The tender heart.
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