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Rated: E · Poetry · Religious · #1971748
The torture of ones soul
Eyes become closed
A painful position for my mind
No tears just screams
Deafening as they have become louder
No understanding of why
Hopes of sanity have vanished
Fear has become my only thought
Warm liquid running down my face
Don't want to know if it's blood or tears
Burning a path as they roll down my neck
Beating of my heart is now a faint feeling
Ache in my chest is of a dagger of old
Twisting inwards with its horns of hate
No ability to wake up or move
Eyes are felt of being fused shut
Thankful only for that I cannot see what's coming next
No essence of time
A feeling of no end
I think I just found FOREVER.......
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