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Distraught
written by: Charlie
Category: Life
A world of fear,
a time of death.
A place of tears,
none of us can live without.
Maybe when you come around once more,
maybe if I could see you again.
Them maybe I could store,
but then again maybe not.
A time of pain,
it stays with us.
A town of shame,
keeps us distraught.
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