If today was the last day. What would you do?
Bags packed. The front door wide open. No one home.
A single bush, painting in rich blood. The sun burning holes into the ground. Yet no one is around. Where is everyone?
Maybe they're all dead.
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Niah Joined: May-10-2014 |
If I never started to write, there would be on way to reflect my emotions. It's a part of me you can never take. Every word written on paper is something that belongs to me.
