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Cold Dark World

I start to see the world for what it really is A cold prison of hate, a darkened abyss Full of deceit and broken dreams Feelin my sorrows bursting out the seams A never ending ocean on sorrow and pain My tears crashing onto the pavement make a stain. A stained mural of what used to be The happiness now gone a silhouette is all I see Fading into darkness until it exists no longer And I feel my sorrow growing ever so stronger

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 4/15/2016 9:23:00 AM
epic and dark, David... LINDA
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