I remember those nights when you used to be the one keeping me company late at night when all my thoughts are too much to handle. I remember the way you would hold me tight and say that you'd always be by my side and help me fight all these demons. But now that you're gone, it's kind of funny and sad at the same time how all the thoughts and demons that I used to fight are the ones keeping me company.
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PoetryYou are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly