Nothing

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By tink

There was a day when I envisioned where I would be right now Strong, powerful and beautiful I am all those things... yet I hurt... I cannot be what I want and didn't achieve what I thought I would So lonely, staring into an empty black hole... Nothing to keep me here Nothing to stand by Nothing to move me forward Would they miss me?

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