Forgotten | 08:41 pm |
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Alone, like the void of a dreamless night, where darkness seems to engulf every part of your conscience.
Alone, as waking in a place, where no sound penetrates, no motion is seen, and no color distinguishable.
Alone, like the memory of a lost friend, whose name has long since slipped from this place.
Forgotten, erased, tearwashed blood on the pages of life.
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