As I live each day I cry in the night for my love of my heart to return. But since you died I improvise and forever in hell you’ll burn. On nights like this I wonder earth from land across the sea. But on nights the last upon the past make me feel like a… Continue reading It ends in the dark…(poetic)
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Lost in a puddle of Thoughts
The idea of my short years seems unbearable. I cannot think of anything but death. Life has no point, and as a child, I feel as if I have run out of time. What is the true purpose of me being here? Is there one, or maybe I’m just here to waste a few good… Continue reading Lost in a puddle of Thoughts