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Crestfallen like a broken soul

Somehow I no longer feel whole,

Something snapped deep within

Now my life is like a black hole,

As if a magnetic force is drawing in,

All of my essence is leaving me hollow

And now my life seems so shallow,

The images of life wound me deep

As I dream of scattered souls,

Resting in an eternal sleep

Oh how I weep, weep, weep,

They were not ready for that leap,

Out of this life this early

I can hear them weep, weep, weep.

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