But my wound is stubborn
And it doesn't want to be healed...
Upon a night so cold and dreary
feeling life drain, making me teary...
Just
once my...
She began starving long ago
standing alone, frozen from head to toe...
The first letter in every paragraph:
This is for my twin soul that committed suicide...
Good morrow world
The sun is bright...
Repetitive emotions
scatter like squirrels...
....as moon awaits, to greet your soul
you’ll cross a bridge where lies no troll...
She lived within a cave dwelling
past few years or so...
Is this real life, as such I ponder
or am I part of a bigger daydream...
After tearing my face heartlessly,
exposing me naked under the sun...
She was driving to go and be with him
And had not seen him for a while...