It's the pain of it all
When I am forced to see
All that was fall
Then turn to dust before me
And I can't help but to wrawl
Knowing love's not free
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Where Shadows Grow
PoetryA collection of poems that I have written during some of my deepest depressions. Some are based on dreams while others are based off of my life. It is an ecclectic mix of dark, sad poetry that I hope you can appreciate.
