Bare soul.
Wandering
through the depth
of a shallow crowd.
Frozen.
Your breath
stolen
by her glimpse.
Dark eyes
cutting
through your skin.
As sharp
as a dagger.
And you burn
for her.
Your tears.
Your lungs.
Your heart.
Ashes.
ns216.73.216.95da2
arrow_back
The Journal
more_vert
-
info_outline Info
-
toc Table of Contents
-
share Share
-
format_color_text Display Settings
-
exposure_plus_1 Recommend
-
Sponsor
-
report_problem Report
-
account_circle Login
Search stories, writers or societies
Continue ReadingClear All
What Others Are ReadingRefresh
Never miss what's happening on Penana!
LIKES 0
READS 470
BOOKMARKS 3
campaign
Request update 0
Sponsor
Suggest Edits
Login with Facebook
or Sign up/Login to comment or bookmark!Click to load the next chapter
X
After each update request, the author will receive a notification!
smartphone100 → Request update
×
Write down what you like about the story
and then Add to home screen.