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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Dreams of dark fright from which keep me up at night a soulless young man with a mind confused with a dream of succeeding being happy while having it all but down inside he felt that he was sinking into a bottomless hole a hole of nothingness cause the darkness steadily consumes his soul loneliness , misery, and sadness can a rip a man into pieces when really life itself but a dream inside a dream so yet the young man realized his dream was his life the entire time he began to gaze off into the darkness starring into a mirror but not seeing a reflection startled him for he was in fact starring into nothingness because confidence of communication with others made him realize he was alone and that he was but a thought compiled of flesh emotions and a brain which makes him sane flashbacks of seeing himself walking in the rain oh there the feeling is once again pain the pain from which you feel but no one can see because of how he bottles everything all the heartbrakes, all the sadness from his past, and all the times he would find himself alone on his own because he is grown…But there it is again that feeling , that feeling of incompleteness , the feeling that something in life is missing, for what can it be ? Could it be a father's love, could it be more time he could've spent by his grandpa's side before the cancer ate him up from the inside, or could it be the touch , love , devotion, and emotions from a woman he can call his so he walks this lonely path waiting for the wrath of god to strike him down to the floor for the sins he's committed are so strong that they can't be fixed with time so he ponders alone making many rhymes expressing the true way he feels deep down inside.
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