A Compilation of Short stories, Poems, and other thoughts that come from my mind.
"I was no Oasis, But surely I was a mirage. I was never here in the first place"
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Drowning.
The rain falls on me, It feels so comfortable but I can't seem to cry. The problem is, I'm Drowning. But why does it feel so good. The rain keeps falling. I'm Drowning. With only my head above the water. Is death embracing me?
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