The emptiness, the hole, the pit,
the pain makes me want to spit
The feelings overwhelm me
and I'm lost in my surroundings
I beg for mercy, knowing
I could never pay the cost
the moment that I hear the words
"I'm sorry for your loss."
-GS
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Doorway to Nowhere
PoetryI sleep in ashes ashes from the bed of memory please, remember me as my ashes drift away I sleep in ashes built by magic matches guilt and regret of my past's patches I sleep in ashes fire forgotten all is broken, all is rotten cracks fill the glas...
