Melancholic thoughts
endlessly whirling
inside
my head.
Gloomy shadows
of
my past
still haunting
my
soul
mercilessly.
Still hoping
these
torments
be bygones
and will
be whisked
by the wind.
Jul 3, 2021
Jul 3, 2021 at 6:55 PM UTC
Melancholic thoughts
endlessly whirling
inside
my head.
Gloomy shadows
of
my past
still haunting
my
soul
mercilessly.
Still hoping
these
torments
be bygones
and will
be whisked
by the wind.
Sad memories are the deepest wounds of a soul.
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