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Strange sickness
It's strange.
How much a person can withstand.
From losing everything they own.
Lost in world they no longer know.
Not a dollar in a pocket as
they struggle to swim upstream.
But they break down not at the stress.
But becuase their heart is calling a name
That refuses to answer.
I am sick of calling.
But this loneliness is getting me even sicker.
I know what you mean! Great
I know what you mean! Great write!
Dont look for me, I'll find you ~Moonshadow