Short, sweet and dark

A Glimpse of Darkness

​Once upon a time they found each other hidden lifeless in the darkest corners of hell, he: her insignificant candle, melted the icicles that froze her heart;

and now, she: his dandelion, smiles bright at him in an endless field of red roses.



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I am not who I say I am but who my writing says I am; my characters define me. Like puppets in a play, they tell you who pulls the strings. I'm not who I say I am; I'm who you think I am.

2 comments on “Twisted

  1. Why darkness bros? Let there be light.

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