her eyes have shed more tears than the skiesher pen has bled more blood than her heartshe sleep with her eyes open widelaughing, she says it's an art.the melancholy that she isthey don't know the story ofdays she spends are warm and cozyat nights, her soul is ripped off
-Renesmee Stormer
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