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Standing on the mountain watching as the world goes by with a gentle breeze caressing my face i close my eyes its almost as if its the gentle touch of so long ago my heart beats faster as i start to tremble i get weak in the knees the tears start streaming down my face its as if he knows i need those big strong arms to hold ive seculded myself from family and friends so im in the world all my own my own living hell with no one to turn to i pray to the lord for my nightmare to end i just want to be with my one true love again wondering how i came to this point in my life no one even knows im alive as i fall to my knees i let out a silent scream wondering why this has happened to me its a hot summer day yet i feel cold and alone could it be this dark black hole buried deep in my soul?