Ashes to Ashes. Dust to dust.

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14131
United States
43° 13' 55.4124" N, 78° 54' 22.2912" W

Weak.
Shaking.
Shivering.
Aching.
The torment brings peace,
to an overly troubled mind.
In this chaos, there is
Release.
Comfort.
Fragility.
Beauty.
And complete destruction.
Happiness is not an option.
Only sadness.
And failure.
Fleeting moments of pride
are quickly outshone by the
Darkness.
Hatred.
Disgust.
And ugliness that consumes me.
Let me be.
Ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust.

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