Like what they say is a silver lining,
stepping in the darkness
of all the chaos,
washing that heart with sparkles,
filling the night with twinkles.
Open that blank eyes,
take everything in,
but never make it full,
and the soul will run free,
wild horses.
Look at that pale face,
approach,and there shall stand a chance
to colour it life.
Your steps are oxygen to me,
and letting me breathe in with your presence,
out,as you leave.
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