Pain Raw, unchased, Yet Self inflicted.
Darkness
Looms, formidable, Painting over the windows and memories of love. Driving away the light
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See AllHow? Ever? Am I? Will I? Recover from this. Blatantly you refused my earnest love. My pain, to you, is amusing. Because I believed your...
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