_"Light claws at the dark,_
_Pericing the black veil,_
_Color ignites a spark,_
_Clinging darkness soon will fail..."_
I watch the slow sunrise,
Reading bad poetry from 1875.
Smoking my rooftop cigarettes,
Trying so hard to forget...
All the pretty things you did,
How I acted like a stupid kid.
Fell in love too fast, too deep,
Should've known better,
You were never mine to keep...
But now Prett...