the un
By scarlas29
Unrealistic fantasy, Perishable thoughts- All crashed that eve, My world has shattered- Crumbled all over, cutting me badly... I am numb and thoughtless, With uncontrolable composure, Feeling absolute exposure. Exposed skin, lives and years of tears, Help me balance, and bandage my wounds. No soul is left, Blood spattered to my core... My insides are torn, my nightmares come true, I am Unexplained, I am nothing. I was banished from your heart, left breathless. No sunlight, only darkness- Unhappy in solitude, torture has pricked my soul.this is another of my old works...how does it sound? the point is of course lost love... Written February 23rd, 2002 © on Feb 23 2002 06:25 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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