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by skytaints

by skytaints

i've got a query for the mad,
the broken and beaten and the damned.

do you ever feel torn to pieces, or
somehow shammed?
if the answers yes, then may i ask, how do you do it?
continue on fighting, against all odds, even with the dare of perplexing omits sitting on your tongue.

do you ever ask the stars if
they made a mistake? made you
and made you ache.

if the answer yes, then may i ask, are you sure?
for the galaxies i do not think would scrap you up just to endure,
i think that if your heart beats long enough, there'll be
a little light at the end of the tunnel.

— carry on child, hold your head up high, square your shoulders, and march through the stars

A/N i think i wrote something happy(ish)???