The little one has thrown in the towel today
Emptiness builds a home in this woman
Silence builds an awful wreckage
Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul
A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes
and eats away at every connecting thread
It is futile to hope and I begin to pray
Gray shadows haunt and torment and torture
Confusion feeds like a savage inside her
Arguments between others,cause lack of
communication with your lover
Giving up is what he then breathes.
I am the casue of chaos.
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