Broken stars craving the embrace of the dark. People begging for the sake of their heart.
Comfort.
Heal.
The wounds that I dreaded all day have healed my bruised body.
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Shooting Star.
The nightmares kept pushing me down into the deep dark hole of survival.
Scribble.
Some battles fought; survived and lost.
Issues.
She sees a soul trapped in a body with self worth issues.
Words.
Merely looking at the stars, admiring the moon, and feeling the cold breeze was my delight.
Dark.
All I could see was, his dark brown eyes staring at me.
