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Jena

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since May 2013
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Depth of Death

October 2, 2013

I cry at the sound of rain

Cringe on the dreariest of days

Reminders of the death that surrounds me

 

Years have past

Forgotten memories eat at my soul

The voice I once knew so well, disappeared

 

Falling into an ocean of grief

Drowning in regrets

Forgetting myself

  

 I cry at the sound of rain
Cringe on the dreariest of days
Reminders of the death that surrounds me

Years have past
Forgotten memories eat at my soul
The voice I once knew so well, disappeared

Falling into an ocean of grief
Drowning in regrets
Forgetting myself

 

 

 

 

I cry at the sound of rain

Cringe on the dreariest of days

Reminders of the death that surrounds me

 

Years have past

Forgotten memories eat at my soul

The voice I once knew so well, disappeared

 

Falling into an ocean of grief

Drowning in regrets

Forgetting myself

 

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