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Tear stained faces
Eyes that can't hide the misery
That they have seen
Dreadful voices that make your
Ears weep with sorrow
Words of despair that slowly rip
The fibers of your heart to pieces
Hands that tremble with fear
Lips that quiver from desperation
Bodies full of confusion and loss
Just barely makeing it through
The day
All of this, like a virus it seems
Spreading to everyone they see, or
Touch, or in hearing distance
Don't worry, your safe,if your deaf,
Blind, and have no feelings
If not, then you are like me, you have
The virus
And your heart is slowly being ripped apart



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On Wednesday December 13th, 2006, Ainsof (1860) writes:
perhaps I have the sickness to which you refer....... have you found another day? Just one fix................... and 3 years later...................


On Monday August 18th, 2003, Deliverence (797) writes:
The lines inwhich you work with are soaking in this agony, and torment...I love it...-Kefka


On Monday June 30th, 2003, angelunderneath (75) writes:
Had a few of those days myself



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