In a black background, there is a blue hand held up as if making an offer, with fingers curled. Their nails are painted neon yellow.


There are so many things I want to fix.

Because everything is imperfect,

And everything dark seeks light.

But I only have two hands,

So sometimes I think to hell with it

And watch it be consumed by the dark.

How funny that we’ve all,

Missed our marks in life.

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