Story of My Life

A smile is just a disguise.

The howling of the wind, rustling of the leaves, pounding of the rain.

It all soothes me.

A joke you say, a joke you will play.

Not upon me.

For the joke is me.

The snickers, and giggles, the whispers from ear to ear.

The joke is me.

I wish to leave this world and never return.

I wish the holwing of the wind, rustling of the leaves, pounding of the rain.

Would once again, soothe me.

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[Saturn's Lover]

I enjoyed reading that. I think it's great.