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Charisma
It's empty.
It's all gone.
It's just a hole.
A vast gap where I used to be.
My sparkle seeped away.
Fizzled out.
It's empty.
It's all gone.
It's just me now.
Nothing to like at all anymore.
No charisma or charm.
Just a void.
It's empty.
It's all gone.
It's just sadness.
Everyone is sad for a moment.
Then I am not missed at all.
I...
Sunday 22nd January 2017 1:33 pm
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