Life maintained, bleak, angry is the pain.
Darkness walks by my side, life I cannot
abide. My thoughts find no comfort I have
searched everywhere. Silence, graceless,
hopelessness, spent intent and fright. Defaced,
a wilting world, nothing sacred, lonely souls
waning whirl. What lays in the end, weakening
breath, the door to death I have no regret.
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ann johnson-murphree 
Deep, dark, meaningful and beautifully executed.
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Thank you so very much. Ann
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I can feel this piece. I really enjoyed your use of punctuation on this one.
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Thank you for your comment, they are always appreciated and helps me to see what works! Ann
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I’m just coming back from a blogging break (both reading and writing). I’ve really missed reading your work.
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I hope you are rested, and thank you for your kind words. Ann
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“the door to death I have no regret” ….true words, beautifully written. Thank You!
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Thank you Gary and for taking time to stop by and read my work. Ann
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I love the last line, beautifully written. Thanks for the follow 🙂
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Thank you for stopping by, and for the comment and follow as well. Ann
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