amongst candid smiles and glimmers of hope and smudged ink and wasted tears like the overflowing boulevard of things unseen, i catch the harsh glare of a car's headlights beaming in my empty irises and realize that if this is the end then i'm ready for it to come.
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Daisy Chains
Teen Fiction❝ we're just fumbling through the grey, trying to find a heart that's not walking away. ❞ [ a collection of drabbles, musings and poetry ]
