i need the darkness to write, its my security, it covers me like a blanket, holds me like a lover, whispers in my ear the words i need to say, working nites and sleeping days, its just not working out i dont feel comforted by the light, im afraid of what the day might tell me..... will roses start growing from my keyboard now?Birth sign: Libra
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