A memory of pain
Coming back to haunt the remains of happiness
Only to find that there is none
So they gather and gather
Spilling out of your many crevices
Flooding your inners soul
Subsiding into grief
Containing your sorrow
Controlled by the unmistakable power
Of misery
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4 comments:
this is great! i love the "flooding your inner soal" part. its short but powerful!
Nice!
Cool. nice job
I don't know if you knew there is a spelling error. inners should either be inner or inner's
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