A Kaleidoughscope of Writings
An archive of mostly personal life experiences
Monday 26 November 2018
Darkness I crave; light I seek.
I feel like fading to dust.
My heart is still there, buried beneath layers of rusted armor.
Locked inside.
With a million different keys.
And only one I wish to set them all free.
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