Tag: sad

My Hauntings

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"I have the power to turn scars into poetries. To turn tears into ink stains."

Need you now

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...because I need you now. And this distance is killing me.

Ink Stains

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Words are the ink colored tear stains left behind on pieces of papers

This Storm

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One foot in front of the other. One foot in front of the other. AndĀ disappear

Zero

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This is the burning pits of hell.
There is no escape. There is none.
Close your eyes and melt.