As are all humans.
The creatures of the light
Those of the night
How cold is the light?
Some say it's as cold as fire
It only burns those who chose to be more than they are
How warm is the night?
Can't even begin to tell you
The night chooses whom it wants
Are we really living?
Are we just a dream?
Are we doomed to whatever fate?
Nope. We're just the damned and the eternally damned
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it's not the protective one you worry about, it's the one who talks to you in your happy place
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