How Do We Know
Lost love, lost pain.
No hate, no shame.
Emotions are fadeing into the distance.
Theres nothing I feel.
theres nothing thats real.
Why are we here whats the point.
To live a life that we know not of.
Is there this place we speak of above.
Copyright © Dylan Smith | Year Posted 2011
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