2014 Compassion
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Eternal Darkness
That is all that existence
But a girl
Blindly shuffling
Deaf To
The world
Seeing through
The pain
Blind to
The Joy
And then suddenly
Her thoughts
Some times, the chimes I rhyme,That begin ddeep in my minds thought,Get caught up, and jammed in blood clots,Caused by all my suicidal hollow tip shots,That leave collapsed veins, and knots,
