Time.
Akin to a clear stream,
silently flows;
never to look back.
Love.
Like a sword,
cuts clean;
dolefully.
Anger.
Like an earthquake,
massively destructive;
agonizingly.
Sorrow.
Like a chasm,
never to be fathomed;
endlessly.
Jealousy.
Like a fire,
burning inside;
continuously.
Regret.
Like a knife,
stabbing oneself;
repeatedly.
Nov 18, 2017
Nov 18, 2017 at 1:34 PM UTC
Time.
Akin to a clear stream,
silently flows;
never to look back.
Love.
Like a sword,
cuts clean;
dolefully.
Anger.
Like an earthquake,
massively destructive;
agonizingly.
Sorrow.
Like a chasm,
never to be fathomed;
endlessly.
Jealousy.
Like a fire,
burning inside;
continuously.
Regret.
Like a knife,
stabbing oneself;
repeatedly.
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