Hope tucked in the center of darkness..
Dreams lie in the eye of hurricane..
Found peace in ripples..
Left in pieces..
Too hard too breath..
Face shaded with tears..
Sick of this moldy feeling..
Stumbling on the path of darkness..
Drowning yet, no intention bend my knee & succumb to defeat..
I kept going, chasing the sunset until it's sunrise..
And I kept going..
#winter_blooming
#winter_violet
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