2025-03-31 2025-03-31
Feeling Lonely
My mornings of sorroware shrouded in pain.This "ideal" lifestyleis crumbling into dust.Hope is shattered.Life has implodedinto the sands of time. Tears like crystal ball snowflakesfleck with happinesstwirling with the forcesof false emotion,as myriad feelingsreflect on mirrorsdulled by painand the dust of age.Empty household memoriesfill my mind's eye. Read next feature >
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