We are under the same (midnight) sky yet, we have different perspective about darkness,
it scares you; it comforts me.
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Smile, Cry, Die
Poetry"How can you save a splitting relationship when you can't even save yourself? " I'm Dane and this are the words I couldn't dare to shout. The words of pain that I couldn't precipitate. The metaphors I couldn't dare to speak... Would you listen? ...
same sky
We are under the same (midnight) sky yet, we have different perspective about darkness,
it scares you; it comforts me.
