Silent Screams (and other odd sounds)

This is what I'm thinking RIGHT NOW. It may not be what I'm thinking tomorrow.

Morning

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Morning

breaks again with the hope

of joy infiltrating the soul.

All is not hopeless if you allow

the gloom to be overshadowed

by what permeates the smell of salvation.

 

Author: seemeye

Wannabe extraordinaire. Genius by birth; fool by nature. A compilation of my life experiences. I think so much it makes my head hurt.

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