Nepenthe
By Ender
Nepenthe can you hear the whispers infringing on existence of everything i don't think that you can ever understand the putrid feelings in my heart that ail me to the end i'm at the edge but you will never see the shards of my glass heart lying here, before me and i am falling down into a beautiful sea that will take my pain away lifting the fog away from me burning within is a hate to match the flames of hell but i have long been empty cherishing an empty shell but i cling to the hope that in the end, you'll see Written December 9th, 2001 © on Dec 09 2001 12:52 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Nepenthe..."