I can't hear anything
But I'm listening to everything
Silence pierces the frosty room
The tears forming in my eyes, kills me
Gone
There goes my composure
My sanity destroyed
All of everything I wanted
Was lost in a matter of seconds
But all I could think about
Was how I knew that it would be gone
One day, one time
I knew very well, that I had it coming
Sad yes, but true as well
I guess we can only think about what takes us over in the end
Because it's never lost till you throw it away.
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Pouring My Heart Out
Short StoryPouring my heart out is a everyday update, I pour my heart out into the pages and watch as the paper soaks up the blood, it turns to words and soon it's a type of poem... each day will be something different, each day somehow makes me cry when writi...
