Poem#2

There is a storm within me. Conflicting everything. Raising the tides of Grey.
The ever growing insomnia. Taking upon the haunted dreams. One at a time.
Long sustained void of my mind. Filled with raging fire, so cold. It killed all the emotions within
The fading grasp of reality. Gives me some solace. That maybe one day. I will know the meaning of all.

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