Dec 2018
I found
a flashing star,
it was hiding in
my scar.
It was never far;
but I had to be willing
to kiss
the deepest cut
for the light to
burst through
the tar.
a flashing star,
it was hiding in
my scar.
It was never far;
but I had to be willing
to kiss
the deepest cut
for the light to
burst through
the tar.
(24/F/UNIVERSE)
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