Tuesday, March 14, 2017

The passion of my pain

The passion of my pain. The darkness of my soul covers the brightness of my spirit. The sadness of my person gives the impression of weakness. Cold winds blow upon the countenance of my brain, making me a prisoner self denial. Pain does not disciminate. My heart beat, my hands trimble, my body... Sign in to see full entry.

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