Echo
Smothered, by the fumes of a past I am forever bound to. Engulfed, by the hand of a love I once was happy to call mine. Wounded, by the words that escaped a trusted fathers mouth. Buried, by the pain and darkness I carry within my heart. Plagued, by the thoughts slithering around my brain. Broken, by the false love that once danced upon my story. . . Conquered, by the sadness no one could save me from.
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