delusions of desolationA Poem by mournful bearunsure of the proceedure delusions................... another day. sitting, desolated, mourning, percolating. longing to hold that warm hand to make all this dissipate. even the ones closes to you seem distant in times of such desolation. no water, just drops from apertures that spill duration of mournfulness. all may be lost, but wishes of prominent epoch that may follow grief. will abide by what may proceed with desolate mournfulness.
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Added on January 19, 2015 Last Updated on January 19, 2015 Authormournful bearAngeles Crest, CAAbouthad a love now gone. awaken to the lonesomeness that solitude brings. no friends, no hikes, no job, no, no girl... this the mournful outdoors guy am i. family can be the splinter that you can never g.. more..Writing
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