Cracked

"She held on to the thorn knowing it would prick her, and grabbed on to it's roots knowing she would fall, but the hope that flickered in her eyes always seem to shimmer, nothing demolished it at all, she carved her art on the canvas and set the lies aflame, so she spread her arms wide open and untangled her problems away."

P.S :Ongoing for as long as I can write.

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'i thank ms_nobody335 for the cover page'