Freedom beckons yet remains far off somewhere...
Way out of reach.
Loneliness festers a compassion that lonesomely burns...
Saturated from unwanted griefs.
Dreams waivered rendering realities bereft
With only memories to rekindle a momentary relief.
2 comments:
God, you make me want to cry.
aww, im sorry... I didnt mean to O_O
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