This endless dream, like a torrent, pain flows. Sorrow and sadness, on a melody of despair. Alone in the dark love dwells not here.
Memories are left, sweet moments are now but shadows. Phantasms of sad organ tunes. Shattered dreams, cold floors and empty rooms. Love dwells not here.
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Pain..it's all in the brain.
Cheer up!
trapped and chained.
But perhaps not...could it be it is afraid to surface again.