crying I look up I see thunder clouds dark and mysterious with each and every boom I hear screaming voices light and strike another one gone the cloud is just like my soul dark hiding light just screaming to be free grasping every happy moment I’ve ever had here I lye drowning in darkness screaming why as a blade slices through my skin like butter blood dropping to the floor yell scream cry I love you can’t you see.
M Brantley evil
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