It used to rain, but pain became an umbrella, one that kept me dry, one that kept out all the sunshine. It used to rain, grey stayed all day and dulled my heart, the one that broke apart, cool turned to cold, the hold of stress crushed the rock of love I used to set free. My heart turned to glass, but alas the pressure kept building, and glass turned to dimond, though it looks pretty... it's cold, and sharp, and cuts as easily as the sun passes through.
  • JoinedFebruary 20, 2018



Stories by Excesso_Depresso1
Its Been Raining Since Noon by Excesso_Depresso1
Its Been Raining Since Noon
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Those Who Walk With The Dead by Excesso_Depresso1
Those Who Walk With The Dead
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a Blacksmiths Heart by Excesso_Depresso1
a Blacksmiths Heart
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