I'm the night
shifting over to the day...

I am nobody
and might always be like such...

Ah writing
It’s like fire burning wood...

It appears
people don't enjoy the beating of my heart...

In my dreams,
I built a castle with bricks...

Sometimes,
I chain my thoughts and lock my vision...

Where have my dreams gone to?
I know that in a wake, I left them with my sleep...

Oh gosh
I regret regretting what I always regret...

hello, my friend, how have you been?
since you’ve been gone, this site is quiet...

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Has anyone noticed...

i miss this
you and me...

“my soul is …” she said thoughtfully
“wait. Hold that thought. Let me get a glass of...