Sorrow
Her words cut deep and the blood flows from my heart like water from a broken glass....My hands tremble as my mind drifts into the darkness....I've lost myself in my own dispare....My breath is like smoke....My soul like fire...My once peaceful dreams have turned against me....And so I wander thru the days....Unknowing and blind....Unaware of everything but the sorrow of my own heart.
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