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Amaya Sky

Amaya Sky

29th January 2016

You live on in my mind

 
In the fortress of my mind
I died
Forever lost in time
Wandering through the memories
Of you and me
I cry
I scream
 
Why can no one hear me?
 
Maybe you can hear me.
 
I hope that you can hear me.

Written: 03/02/16

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