A Candle of Maybe — My Screaming Twenties

I held my hair like a rosary and pleaded with my nightmares to be kind to me; to burn a candle of maybe whilst showing me every way a loved one could die; to keep vigil over hope whilst teaching me the way bones shatter after falling; to cradle me in cotton memories whilst reminding […]

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