The day is started
fear is never ending
in the hollow of your grave eyes
the pumping of blue viens swimming in your waterless body
Tearing my mind to shreds looking for that hole
That dark corner that seeps your brain and oozes through the bottomless gate
Gut wrenching cries and tears that spill forgetful regrets
sinking quicker in ebony sands taking the past and leaving the future
It's cold here tonight, the fog rolls in like cream in coffee. The grass glistens and sparkles with frost and crunches beneath my covered feet. Shivering again, it's not cold because it's night. No there is someone around me. Not Yaza, not Bazer or Gusneu. Another who is not wanted, who seeks my solence. Shall I let him in.
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