s tanding alone, waiting for the clock to turn
i n me is a deep fear, a dark emptiness
l eeching into my veins, my very blood
e very time i call your name
n o answer permeates my ears
c an you hear me, I plead?
e very time, the quiet rings
About the Creator
angela hepworth
I want to erase the tears of all those who trusted in hope; I want them to be left with a smile on their faces.
-Madoka
I’m Angela! I enjoy writing fiction, poetry, reviews, dumb self-indulgent stuff, and much more. Come check me out! :p
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