Tag: mystery

• [30] What Have We Done To Each Other..

  

  Left alone screaming hold me, hold me These voices whisper secrets I ignore Crawling to whatever’s little left of you, just be Just be what you were A mere night is a nightmare now As I lie in darkness now What is night? Vast serenity, mystery of infinite space? For me, it is the horror…

  Rahul Gaur

  March 12, 2017

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