Without Motion. Poem by Samlayy Broussard

Without Motion.



Losing You Was A Mystery,
All Complete Insanity
Without Motion.

A Stilled Painting
Fading Away
Pain Still Stays Today.

It Came With Smiles,
It Came With Sadness,
Blowing Away Everything That Was.

-Everything Was Cold-

Longer Lasting Effects Of Stars Hitting Earth
Sickness Growing In The Hearts Of Children

Everything That Once Was Will Never Be
Complete Insanity
Without Motion

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