Dying in despair,
Vying for fresh air,
Suffocated by the summer air.
Wish I could forget the presence.
Wish I could forget myself.
Shadows under the eclipsed sun,
Let my blood run through ice,
Nothing really matters in the end.
Morals and values always bend.
Few in the world remain dreamers,
Hold on to your beliefs and you may shatter in the storm.
Let yourself be carried away in hell,
Only then will you find your paradise.
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Empty Wishes -Wonderful hallucinations
FantasyCollection of poems and short horror-fantasy stories. Basically a writing dump. I do try, please remain patient for updates.
