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Peaceful Darkness

Poetry

Collection of depressing poetry This is my story. My life laid out for you. Take from it what you will. This story is CONTINUED in "When The Sun Rises You May Ne Burned "

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Pena

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by SanversNShulesShips

by SanversNShulesShips

Pena.
Means pain.
But it doesn't.
Not exactly.
And it's hard.
To explain.
But I think.
I feel a lot.
Of Pena.
And I think.
It's the feeling.
In my gut.
Right now.
And it hurts.

I thought.
I had.
An Ulcer.
Laugh out loud.
But I feel.
This pain.
In my gut.
And it won't.
Go away.
And it builds.
With stress.
And it builds.
Each day.
And I thought.
I had.
An Ulcer.
But I just.
Have Pena.

I think we all feel.
Pena.
I thought that some feel.
More.
I think that no one feels.
More.
I think that no one feels.
Less.
I think that some are.
Simply.
Better at pretending.

Well, fuck the world Fuck the idiot who invented the world normal There is no normal There is just Pena.

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