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A Poem by thespaceinmybed

if I don't belong

to anybody

my eyes have died

already

the only stains I wear

are cold

and my fire

is just a torn up way

of proving

that pain

doesn't leave me

alone

like you do

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Beautiful expression of emotion. Very relatable and universal, yet personal at the same time. Wonderful. Thank you for sharing.

thanks for the compliment!

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Added on July 29, 2013
Last Updated on July 29, 2013

ingenious my idea of stripping thoughts from your skull like peeling oranges more..