"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. "
~Oscar Wilde
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✔You stay under the carpet
of my room,
Dusting the corners of my soul✔
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Thesun has gone to rest, The moon takes his place As the darkness descends upon me; I like the night, It hides my flaws, My imperfections, the scars burnt onto my flesh, The stabs of knife left behind, The moon guides me through the night, Her calming presence makes me slowly close my eyes; My body quietly switching off But she let's my soul run free I can do the thing ,I would never be allowed to when the sun is out; I can do whatever I want For,my worries, my thoughts Silently burn into smoke As they wander through the endless night once more.
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