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The wounds that I dreaded all day have healed my bruised body.

Shooting Star.

The nightmares kept pushing me down into the deep dark hole of survival.


She sees a soul trapped in a body with self worth issues.


All I could see was, his dark brown eyes staring at me.

Life and Death.

I wonder if I’ve ever let you know, my feelings for you were so true and pure.


I kept searching for you. To talk to you about how my day went.


Craving isolation, embracing myself, I slept on the couch.