Chiara Sophie Zorn🌪

Sometimes,
I suppose I am happy.
Like when I am with my friends,
Throwing my head back and covering my mouth, 
As I shake with laughter
At a joke someone just made,

But then day turns into night 
And my carefree grin turns into an unexplainable sadness,
Etched on my face like a tattoo.
I lay in bed,
Thinking about all the things I wish I could say--
All the things I'm too afraid to admit,
Even with only pen and paper and mind,

Its night like these when I realize, 
I am many things.
I am happy and sad,
Outgoing and shy,
Rambunctious and quiet,

But mostly,
I am just empty
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Big fan of dark, enticing and passionate stories with a sad and cynical twist, especially with a hint of erotica. 
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Age: 18
and running away from the people who want my heart. 
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