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2009 How is it
I have come
To this
Desolate
Scary place?
Why is it
That love comes
Too easy
And pain
Even easier?
Can’t you see
I am mush
Inside
Forms, shapes
Nothing solid?
Why do I
Always run
When love
Comes home
To take me away?
~Chrystal
Written on
June 26, 2009
