The sunrise paints me a better shade of pink than you ever did.
I will rise and shine and I will never need you for that purpose.
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thoughts and kind-of-sort-of prose
PoesiaA compilation of "poetry" and stuff that I've written. TW: suicide, self harm, depression, assault, violence -please let me know if there are others. -thx
Morning
The sunrise paints me a better shade of pink than you ever did.
I will rise and shine and I will never need you for that purpose.
