domingo, 17 de julio de 2016

W-hole.

Strayed away from the world, 
she stopped caring, 
stopped thinking she had chances. 

Soaked in darkness, 
her soul wasn't able to find a goal, 
for her to keep breathing. 

Her own lonliness was pulling her down, 
into the (w)hole of oblivion. 
Her ominous future awaited, 
for her to wake up.



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