The Nights
Reach through The vodka haze, Grasping At reality. Reaching for Humanity, The darkness Misguiding. She cried. Days elapsed, When she Still Believed. Now the nights, Hope, and Fading memories; Solely remain.
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Stace.
I'm Back :) sorry it's been a while, it has been an incredibly busy year for me. 17years old Kiwi residing in Aotearoa "Love, Live Life, Proceed, Progress" xoxo
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