Desparation
Deep, dark, endless holesEternal night
Sorrow abound
Pain always pain
Encoded, unknown
Real the hurt is so real
Another shot to the heart
Time is wasted on me
I don't deserve your pity
Opt out I opt out of life
Never ending
Desparation
Deep, dark, endless holesfluffybunniezz commented on Desparation
10-20-2012
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
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