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this came out of no where
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where are you?I beg for a glimpsei beg for an answer i beg for a signwhere am i?i wonder scaredconsumed with feari ask with a cryit sounds the samebut..
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Empty….
I feel emptiness embrace my soul
nothing less, yet nothing more…
I CAN’T feel anything!
Not pain, not joy, n..
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Lying all pile over pile,
Lying there, left behind.
No one got closer, not one tried,
Till a little girl ran and cried,
Screaming with all..
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Weep not for my death my friendsdon't let it all be in vain,live your life to the very most,fear not to go insane.This war has already killed me,and y..
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I lost my penmy little pen of bluei lost my penmaybe this is nothing to youcreepy thoughtsroam in my headabout what they'll doif they find my friendmy..
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I keep holding on
to the only thread of life
as the faint ghosts flow
come and go out of sight
so I wonder
have I lost my mind?
the world ..
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a diary of my life in Syria
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14-12-2012
A flash back
As a child, about
five or six years old, I used to ask my grandfather to tell me stories about
war, for he..
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looking outside my window i saw trees passing by. in fact, everything was passing by.trees were shedding their leaves as tears as the wind gently blew..
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