A Little sorrow left unweptAs I drift upon the ocean of loneliness
Rudderless... yet fettered in chains
Not all the words can express my pain.
This lingering pain...
It has no shape... no substance...
A futile existence.... meaningless...
Now just a faceless entity
which even my shadow shuns...
This space that I take up
Is devoid of me...
My solitary tear
Has no cheek to fall on...
~Pebble~
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