" Gnome of pain, roam me into the rain, for then, i will drain myself, in this dome what i don't call home, misunderstood syndrome, that's what people know me to be, i wanna flee, but i am trapped in this sea of depression; impression of waterfall, i am turning into a downfall; this is all a monochrome dream, i just wanna scream to be beamed in the light, not streamed in never-ending darkness, this snarky madness. " Poetry by me (Cheyanne Mayfield / @demonless )
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Poetry Book 1: Heartache
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