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I kiss your tear-stained cheeks, tasting the saltiness of a hidden sea of sorrow.
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John Mark Green
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The Ache That Would Not Leave
By John Mark Green
She thirsted for love, but found only a mirage. Some hearts are a desert you can die wandering in.
By John Mark Green
When sorrow's cup is filled up to the brim,the slightest touch of memory can cause tears to spill again.
By John Mark Green
I walk these lonely streets at dark. Just me and the night; crowded head, empty heart.
By John Mark Green
She was a tragic beauty. Sadness had left its fingerprints all over her face.
By John Mark Green
Sadness is a bruise on the skin of memory.
By John Mark Green
No matter how dark your night, my friend, may you always find enough light to take the next step.
By John Mark Green
When life gets dark, that's when stars appear among us. Shine bright, beautiful ones. Throw light from your burning hearts.
By John Mark Green
Opening to love will always involve risk,but a heart safe from pain is one also locked to joy.
By John Mark Green
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