Typo updated: July 30 2019
When you smiled your eyes lit up, as if a spark had been lit inside. They burned with untold stories and secrets and lies. I understood none of it, but it was beautiful.
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He was like a shadow in the night - faint but alive in the way only night can be. Hidden from those who sought him yet visible all the same.
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A Collection of Thoughts
Randomjust some thoughts, random poetry, some personal some not though they write that way 🖤
