I wish January knew how to be gentle,
But instead it's sharp and cold.
And if you listen carefully, you'll hear the ghosts scratching at the walls of your throat making you bleed words you never knew existed before.
and if you close your eyes long enough, you'll see blue eyes, wandering black skies,
looking for something more,
because you weren't enough.
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FanfictionShe was dangerous. Her skills unmatched, her heart cold, her appearance innocent. She was beautiful, and if you kissed her, she would kill you. She belonged to no man, she belonged to herself. She was the angel of suffering. She was her mother's dau...