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Immortality May 7
On the small balcony,
they sit blanket wrapped,
just past midnight.

Earth smells of rain,
cloud dazzling secrets.

As he leans in,
not for a kiss,
but to give a piece
of his past
to her soul.
:)
Little Azaleah Sep 2017
laughter sounded through the day,
smiles so bright it blinds
but as the night looms close
-- the clock closing in to 12:ooam --
the night is filled with silence
& loneliness creeps
into her heart & soul

《e.i》
Happy 19th birthday.
Let's not give up, there's too much to lose now. We'll be fine -- atleast we should try. Be happy. Be strong. Don't give up. Please don't.

— The End —