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cristian-orellana Cristian Orellana

Anger at loss of a love beautiful. Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash

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#depression #useless #loss #romance #sad #sadness #pain #anger
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Thunder my screams and rage,

thunder my grief and disbelief!

Thunder and drown that death that lived us,

drown and thunder away this evil end!

I am anger inside, anger around,

anguish and ransom I see in these clouds.

The mocking sun and cold shout me clown,

I wish their destruction, forever and now.

Let me go, now, let me free,

A peaceful night and dream is all I long.

Years have passed and I've seen it not,

I've seen the void and solace, the tear and terror.

The scene you set, what use of it?

as best we could we tried to star your drama.

We acted and cried this darkness away,

no claps at the end, no flowers or smiles.

Now broken, who lifts this soul?

I wish the darkness lasting, I wish the end.

We are gone, not to be found.

We are gone, now, no reason, no home.

We are gone.

Sept. 4, 2017, 12:48 p.m. 0 Comments Report Embed 0