Once I was happy, living in a world of sunshine and stardust.
Then the clouds rolled in, an ocean of pain and anguish assaulted me.
Now I'm drowning, filled with numb suffering.
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Small Stories and Poems
RandomI sometimes make small little things when I'm bored and can't think up anything for my books. I figure I might as well post them all here?
Happy?
Once I was happy, living in a world of sunshine and stardust.
Then the clouds rolled in, an ocean of pain and anguish assaulted me.
Now I'm drowning, filled with numb suffering.
