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Griffindor

The Crevice

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Empty words
Movement of lips 
I slipped, 
And broke my back
Stabbed my heart,
With broken promises 
I find myself in a deep dark
Crevice of my mind
I realise how helpless 
I really am 
Will you not throw me a rope
If I cry for your help 

It's there in the dark 
You just have to try and reach for it 

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