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stacy-ventura

stacy-ventura

All I can do is be myself, whoever that is.

heart love deep eyes willow face tears memories feel loves years turned lies day longer smile life hold feeling pain hear lover covered began sigh beated stood walked knew left tree carved stubborn scars mind burning burn met finally cried battle inside time slowly fine pluck fall voice mamita days weeping frown ways heard softly whisper darling replied heavy loved game mine dare blame fault quiet word start light cigarette traced fingertips imprinted names hot summer fade continues break leave flooded will reached lighter staring flame setting ablaze bridge watched growing ache relief letting long dead memory smiles seas scared skin story darkness isolated demons walls aching grows brown running hiding desire chasing lost excruciating avoiding lessen soul round breaths distant bedroom drifted sounds sweethearted death takes comprehend breath window permanent empty listened started bracelets anxiety slumber alice bed pour sadness filled streamed lightly grey dropped girl emptiness pills genuine