"The moon is like you." She said smiling softly, looking up at the sky with stars in her eyes. And I couldn't help but say-
"And you are like the sun." But my eyes fixed on her; my only home. She looks down at me still blinding me with her smile and says the three words that are the only way to stop my heart no matter how many times I've heard it.
"Love is you."
-dead mind
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Beautiful Dead people
Short StoryThey are running far away from me; the ones who were there with me in my darkness; filling me in with so much light and now when they're gone and there's only darkness, I seek to break their skulls into pieces to gasp light and by doing so I've crea...
