shattered, His heart was shattered into a diaspora of innumerable pieces over the place. Altercation over what was best for them. Words that ended the conversation that left him in despair and sorrow; leave, we should part. Left alone in the night, cold, holding in his feelings and the things he had to say until her presence could no longer be felt. He then had spewed his thoughts and griefs to a moss-covered pebble. Red eyes, weakened voice.
i need to work on writing emo compos. gonna try it another day.
Random Rant. Thursday, August 6, 2009
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