Absently thinking through a void of yesterday's sorrow, it's
heightened surplus of sadness piercing life like a knife in
the darkness.
Reminding of intense feelings of loneliness, an emptiness
where the void has been lying in wait to pounce, letting
emotions fly.
Tears now spilling everywhere as thoughts of parents flow
abundantly in rivers of abandonment, emptying into this
broken heart.
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