My heart swells up with wanted joy as I linger on. When I stop I shall stop forever, never going on. Till that day with weeping faces I will follow my dripping soul. Down the path of swollen lips as they talk without a lisp. Still the day is dawn after long it will be the day of the dead. Banging skulls and bleeding souls I am one of the damned.
It is a curse I will take with pride as I linger in this unforgiving world without a soul to speak to. Doomed to linger with with my shoulders sagging and my heart dragging , gushing love to people who will soon pass on . Listening to all the lonely souls pleeding for a chance to love and be loved by someone.
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