• anagawrites 10w

    The circles around my eyes
    Gets darker and darker.
    The growling in my stomach
    Gets louder and louder.

    My bed gets colder
    Every night.
    My pillow is soaked
    In my tears.

    The moon fills my room
    With silver, glowing light.
    Yet my fears and thoughts
    Stay dark every night.��

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