My heart is cold My eyes are empty No feelings left inside I think my time is running out I've felt I've almost died My emotions are shot My love's no more I hold the key to an openless door My mind's a mess My thoughts all scattered At time's I thing Nothing more matters
Reason for writing:
my feelings after my daughter passed away
Birth sign: Not entered
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