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The morning creeping up on a tired night  This notion dawns on me. The last conversation we had It's memory still tears me to tears Tearing at my soul My happiness now raging It's feelings is spitting mad. Devoid of emotions Your eyes hollow like the dead of night Your words frosty and so cold My heart frozen has given up it's fight. We were in lust Our souls constantly craving intamacy Emotions dacayed and turned to rust Smiling momories tainted Deceased It has turned to dust.
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Sep 23, 2019
Sep 23, 2019 at 1:33 PM UTC
Dark Void
The morning creeping up on a tired night  This notion dawns on me. The last conversation we had It's memory still tears me to tears Tearing at my soul My happiness now raging It's feelings is spitting mad. Devoid of emotions Your eyes hollow like the dead of night Your words frosty and so cold My heart frozen has given up it's fight. We were in lust Our souls constantly craving intamacy Emotions dacayed and turned to rust Smiling momories tainted Deceased It has turned to dust.
When all you have tainted memories, Your heart feeling lost You cloaked in this treachery All you can do is drive forward And hope you don't crash In this nightmarish reverie.
#lost#breakup#feelings#relived
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faizel-farzee
34/M/South Africa
Sep 23, 2019
Sep 23, 2019 at 1:33 PM UTC
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