Holding Hands In The Dark Poem by New Girl Dark NewGirlDark
Holding Hands In The Dark
Love did not cure the curse.
It could not erase what lived in the blood.
It found no remedy, no miracle, no different ending.
It simply held a trembling hand when the fear grew louder and the night felt endless.
And while the darkness closed in, no one stood alone.
Because sometimes love does not save us from pain it just stays so we do not face it by ourselves.
@NewGirlDark
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