The scars of the night are the impeded delusion; you know the reality but you still cry for it. The scars of the night are the hosts of 'flashed light'; the scattered drops rise up with shine with the glint of courage from fear. The scars of the night dance in the storm to glow everyday. And the silence of dark resides in a day to hold the 'hope' for every night. Nominated by Persistent Girl ❤️🌻 #yqbaba #nomineeday22 #persiscribbles22 #scars #night #pnppendemic
