SO OUT OF MY MIND, DREAM MY DREAM LOVE ME THROUGH THE NIGHT. EVERYTHING IS STILL SAME. THE TOUCH, THE KISS, THE HOLD, AND THE WARM. CAN'T DO ANYTHING, CARESS THE TEARS, WRITE WHAT I FEEL, CLOSE THE EYES FOR BACK TO SLEEP.
I want have something as being my own. If one person, some people or world ignore, neglect, hurt, and break me I will be always have place to heal myself. Writing is homage and sanctuary. It will give me a chance to rest before face the mean world
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