Truth
Such sweet sorrow,
sought by an ironic end.
Thoughts of malevolence
yield suicidal actions.
Untamed behavior
perpetuates the darkness.
Black clouds fill the sky.
Pulsating tears drown your life.
Endless seas,
thrashing,
tearing,
consuming.
Merciless air,
twirling,
spinning,
flinging.
Self-pity is not an accomplishment.
Hatred is not a reward.
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