Glass shatter, light gives way to night, darkness becomes day.
Everything breaks, everything gives way to another.
Why fight it.... why bother.
I peek around the corner, expectantly.
I wonder, will it be worse or better.
I am pleasantly surprised by the outcome.
It was good/bad! XD
Why am I so happy?
Good or bad, Bleek or bright, cold or warm; I will always look on the brighter side.
I am broken, uncouth, socially unacceptable. I will always be a contradiction, unable to relate to you, but able to understand.
Do not read too much into me... I will always do what you least expect. ;-)
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Poetry. By Nasukra Tsuki
Poetryinspirational poems/ self help works. If you have an idea for a story, write it. Even if you never benefit financially, your story will forever have been told. Any use of these works without the written and signed consent of Nasukra Tsuki is prohib...
