When the body begins
To be swallowed by the dark abyss;
And the mind ends up
Being conquered by the beasts
Of the past which claw
Their way to the heart
That strikes like a dart.
It starts
To bleed like flowing tears.
Similar to what my eyes fear
They couldn’t stop.
Don’t blame me when
The odds made me give up.
(For I am tired.)
-fin-
(featured image courtesy of gaiaonline.com)
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A 22-year-old girl who mostly does stuff and talks about stuff that revolves around football, food, books, and bands. Full-time fangirl, occasional language teacher and writer. // Une fille de 22 ans qui surtout fait et parle de choses sur le football, les aliments, les livres et les groupes de musique. Fangirl à plein temps, enseignante de langue et écrivaine occasionnellement.
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