Let Me Go
Category: /General/You walk in flames,
to reach the moon, biting lips.
I would love the win.
The wolf night starts
howling, till the coming of
the dawn's ceremony.
You stand at the brink
of hurts, when you feel a guilt
layer by layer.
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