Thursday, July 18, 2013

         He stared at the floor with irritated red eyes. Lost, abandoned, and forgotten. She embraced him but not too hard, or he will shatter. Tears rolled down her cheeks as her hand knotted his dusty hair. He continued sobbing on her shoulders and wetting her shirt with his tears.

"You said my eyes are beautiful. Well the beauty of my eyes is stained my sins. And me? I am drowning in my own despair. My sins haunt me... I can't even remember my name from the crowd of sorrows in my mind"

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