I walk these lonely streets at dark. Just me and the night; crowded head, empty heart.
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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 kiss your tear-stained cheeks, tasting the saltiness of a hidden sea of sorrow.

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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