Why did you drift away?
There is no light on this blackened day.
We all look down from the sky.
We cannot find where the answers lie.
Mother searches for memmories in a bottle.
She didn't know pain can't stop by throttle.
Father wishes to see the joy.
But there is none in his resting baby boy.
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A BOOK OF MELANCHOLY
General FictionA book of short stories and poetry telling darker stories about love, loss, memories, and revenge. Not all stories have a happy ending.
