The Call

Fear is draining out of every pore in my body, exhausting me extensively.  Sometimes my eyes won’t open because they are afraid themselves of what the new day may bring.  My dreams hold me in a constant state of torment.  …

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No More

My deepest goodbye, the long farewells. My deepest sorrow, the grief that swells. My deepest enemy, the hate I ignore. My deepest love, I love no more. -Mandee