Symbolist travelogue with a slihtly dark tone. Written by me: LN. For my grandparets, I'm sorry I didn't visited you more often.
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(Discontinue)
You hurt me,
Now the darkness had swallowed me.
It hurts me to see you happy.
The voices won't stop whispering.
It hurts me to see I'm not making you laugh anymore.
Now I completely fall to the darkness, alone.