A Fragile Thought: Death is better

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Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Death is better

Black clouds swirl and caress my soul Enticing me towards a nonending hole Empty moments fill my endless time Forcing me to create ridiculous rhyme A broken heart weeps for sorrowful things A shaken soul true angst brings The still wind full of empty thoughts Brings full circle the lonely and lost. Sign in to see full entry.

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