Before he came along, I used to glow around you. When you looked at me, you could see me illuminate our crowded space. Now, that light has dulled. I'm stuck in the dark setting fire to my body every night, just to see if you'll look my way again.
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Blurred Emotions - A Plethora Of Short Stories
RandomThese are my thoughts put into writing; usually short stories, poems, or a jumble of words from my brain.
