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Oct 2022
my hearts as black as night
hallow and mistreated

and though i act alright
i feel as if i need it

your love, like a wildfire
filled me with endless desire
and died just as swiftly
after having burned right through me

but still these dark nights
harbor thousands of little lights

my hope reflected in the stars at dawn
but when i’m finally sober they’ll be gone
Kris Pretorius
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Kris Pretorius  22/M/Somewhere in Neverland
(22/M/Somewhere in Neverland)   
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