longer night

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


going through the pains of loneliness and depression.

Submitted: September 15, 2018

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For long time without remainder, the hands of pain never sunder on the circle of my silver life; the crushing limitless bite from the venom of misfortune turning around my pure heavens.

Seating behind the gate of loneliness, tangle with strings of depression causing strange illness; around the clouds of my heavens where i encounter many dreadful misfortune.

Only fortitude keeps me treading on the road of this beeping breathing hope, it shall be well I forever hope.


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