This dark in me can never be felt,
Like a burning candle made me melt.
The silence in me is not that rich,
But screams out on a loudest pitch.
My eyes downcasted speaks of the pain inside,
But my movements show nothing outside.
Searching for life I struggle out,
And I get nothing but caution and doubt.
The feeling brings me down wholly,
I call it a melody of Melancholy
Fin.
1000th story? PLEASE SAY IT WAS! PLEASE! I wanted it soo much :3
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