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A short poem, "One"
Torn apart from what I love...
By These two worlds, one in which I live. one in which I lie. In them I roam alone, Knowing not the day from night. In them I find comfort; In both, knowing you. One life, decieved by the darkness. One lie, decided by the day. One love, that will never be returned. One friendship, never to be forsaken. One day I shall find you.... One day, I might find myself... And on that day, I will be.... One. |
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