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    dots Submission Name: Our Own Wavesdots
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    Author: Crestfallenman
    ASL Info:    24/M/CA
    Elite Ratio:    4.45 - 622/962/454
    Words: 198
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
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    There comes times where we life looks at us in its darkest times. The stone within sets back the time we look at ourselves as we were kids again, and you look at the fear, the desolation, the blackness that swallows us whole. And the tragedy is of what life we could full fill...

    I have fallen to the depths of hell, and fallen into the deepest wallowing a man can ever go through...

    The darkest fear, is that I am a fighter, walking this planet with a self destructive tendency, an obsession of a suicidal tendency, and I don't want this game anymore...

    Trapped so deeply, inside a web that frantically takes the shadows to their fatal levels...And I don't want this, this darkness, this sadness, perhaps some form of kiss good night? A tender place I can feel safe, and less deprived, to run from the destruction that is burdens my shallow shadow-self...

    The pain is too hard to carry anymore...The tide is broken, beyond repair...Can you reach me now? As my mind comforts to the darkest pains, my darkness, I've nested so long, it's the only thing that comforts me anymore.




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