one day, when my heart is no longer heavy and my eyes have regained their light,
i will be the shoulder you cry on. i will be the hand that lends you help.
i will be the strength for the both of us. i will make your faded eyes crystal clear and you will be okay again.
this is a promise to you, and to myself, especially.
-to anyone who is stuck in the darkness of the night.
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crimson
Poetry'here a seventeen year old with such a hurricane of emotions talks and rambles about her musings, and writes about lovers she hasn't met and heartbreaks she hasn't yet experienced,as well as others in its rawest state with the hopes that they may b...