CW: Mentions of death and blood Between the poor and the rich, there stood metal bars. They were cold, …
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CW: Mentions of death and blood Between the poor and the rich, there stood metal bars. They were cold, …
CW: Violence and Guns The store chimes a high pitched, eerie sound as Cris walks in. His chin is …
you who had begun running much too fast much too early head down against the wind that so desperately wanted …
The thing about promises, I thought to myself, as I meandered down the harbour with my hands in the pockets …
The wavering of our small sun, glazed orange through glass Blushing mandarin-watery, when I came out to greet it The …
Red: draped ‘round my neck. The tenderness, the itchiness. Beneath the midnight canvas whispered secrets; promises glimmered like celestial constellations. …
“Mum, why do stars exist?” “Well, they help you find your path and your dreams in life. If you …
Lewis’s face was covered with a smirk. His tie loosened, hat off his head, bouncing down the stage to claim …
Blind I do not see the stars. Too blind. Too far gone. I sit cold as my heart …