There is a hollow living in inside deep
Where emptiness starts to invade in whole
Emptiness to nothingness that raptures a soul
Running thyself and thy mind into nothing
Until losing in a pitch dark of a deepest sorrow
Living thy soul without a mark to go back
Let thy soul suffer in vein and be worst as doom
That breaks thy soul into pieces like a dust
Causing thy soul live into eternal burden
Where thy soul lost and lives behind into darkness of emptiness.
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J.R.
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Dreams Beyond
RandomRandomly story poetry that comes and inspired from a dream. A collective memories of dreams beyond dreams. The second book of Collective Dreams. #Ranks: #864 #989 #732 #914 #693 #687 #733 #762 #827 #639 #649 #873 #963 #887 #755 #935 #982 #780 #898 i...
