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Dark mornings

by writingfreak

Through the inky, black morning sky, I hear the call of a love duck, stationed on the waters of the pond. It's here that I find my solace, as I see no light in these dark days. I wake up everyday with no hope, and demons chattering in my head. No purpose, no satisfaction, seems like, happiness is only an illusion. And again, another day will turn into a bad memory like yesterday. What's the point of fighting anyways ? So, I'll let those demons win, and make myself feel empty as surrender is the only way left, to peace.
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Apr 26, 2020
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