The same home, just a different devil,
The same game but a more laborious level.
The same sky, a different thunderstorm,
The same darkness but in its highest form.
The same sadness, greater in magnitude,
More people but more is my solitude.
The same castle, just more stairs,
They have made me suffer to the point where I now no more care.
~*~
{ I hate where I am. Please take me away. Where are you?}
6th may, 2017.
11:57 a.m.
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Lachrymose
PoesíaI miss you, and I can't get over you. You bewitched me and forever left me in a state of lachrymose. #book 3 Cover by @deepan2486 Highest rank - #30 in poetry WINNER OF THE RHYME SCHOLAR AWARDS(WORDGASM) 2017
