Bank of Pain
In these depths of despair
amidst the sadness of the soul
I reach into my bank of pain and shudder
at the calamity and the sadness
these sorrow never cease
they evolve into mutant despair
worse than its original, less than its post-mutated version
I can't help myself
no one can.
With no hope I disappear into a world of noise
that fill me up and lets me live in the silence of my thoughts
My bank of pain is full
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