Still

Eternal_Love

Born in morning with jaded eyes.

Foul solitude thrashes in a thick void,

soaked in desire for the one lost at sea.

Chaos seethes below churning tumultuous worry.

The tunnel darkens but for a spark.

Hope wanes but never dies.

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