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By Khyleria
my dreams have no meaning
neither is there sweet oblivion
my fears haunt me even then
denying me the slightest respite
words of hope seem empty
love songs are beyond me
accompanied by a silent ghost
a fitting company for misery
the role of a lonely heart
is the only part known
everything I do is a pretense
a raging mind left in shadow
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Published on Tuesday, November 13, 2001.
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