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2% chance that the bad thing would happen
98% chance that it wouldn't
Anyone would bet on the 98%
But fate felt jilted and wanted her voice heard
Now I walk like a ghost through my life
Nothing matters anymore now that you're gone
I am haunted by all that could have been
And damned to hurt over that damned 2%
I listen through walls
At heartbeats loud and strong
While they look inside me
To find emptiness and silence
The life that I have left to live
Seems too long now that I have to live it without you
Everything that was me is gone
It's doing it's best to follow you into the dark
About the Creator
Diana
I fancy myself a writer.
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