I felt a tear slowly making its way out of my eyes, slowly caressing the side of my face. As if trying to ease the pain. Warm tears fall down my face. And I imagined myself as the rain. The skies were dark, the winds blowing wildly.
I remember when I was a child, I used to be happy when it's raining. But some people are miserable when it's raining.
Are some people happy,while I'm hear inside the darkest place I have ever been to? Are some people also weeping for this darkness is touching away the brightness of our lives?
I felt more tears run down my Face as I slowly welcome the pain, not knowing how much more misery it can cause.
Why is the pain still increasing? Its already invading my heart. Slowly tainting the wonderful memories with anguish and horrible images.
Slowly, my eyes closed. And as I welcome the darkness, I started to feel better
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One Of A Kind
AdventureDreams are just parts of what we want, but do we know what we most desire?
