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The Fall
October chill is in my room I awake alone in darkness Reaching for your pillow Pulling it close to me Pulverizing it with frustrated fists I cry out desperately Oh God! What is happening to my identity Bring me back the soul That is slipping from me Make me whole again For I yearn for peace of mind That once was mine Oh and I wonder in bleakness In the chill of my bedroom Where is my sanity? ![]() Image created by"Ye Olde Signature Shoppe"
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