I walked the earth. I braved hell, the darkness, the silence. I love her, loved her. Been through the highs and the lows. The sun rises, the moon shines. I have nothing to give. I have nothing with me. I’ve been thinking that life won’t get any better. But she still holds my hand, still looks at me. I cursed her, hurt her spirit. Been wishing for a different life for her. One with beauty and sanity. I left when night fell. But she followed me, regardless.


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