Sitting at the edge of the cliff Looking down at the fullness of my emptiness. My soul, stiff At darkness friendliness. The moon, O the moon, my faithful companion Always looking down at me, listening to the soft tapping of my tears. That could be over in less than a second, in such a cruel […]

via Red Balloon — emotionsoflife2016

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