Breaking your silver lining requires multiple freight trains to run through your head, evidence of footsteps to be lost in the snow, fallen tears underneath the light of a fingernail moon.
Underneath the light of that fingernail moon, I learned what it meant to find solace in fear of the unknown. It’s supposed to hurt like hell if you do things right. Satisfaction lies in knowing that if done with your heart you will never be the same person as you were yesterday.
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