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Tag: Writing

Comfort.

Broken stars craving the embrace of the dark. People begging for the sake of their heart.

Heal.

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

Scribble.

Some battles fought; survived and lost.

Issues.

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

Life and Death.

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