Pluck my eyes from heaven's beauty or hell's misery, it will still flow with tears in the night of unknown fears. I'll raise my hand in the ocean of sorrow to seek for help, and the moon will ignore like the other half of 'me' which wanted to reside there. Leave me 'night', to let me live. I may not be yours but you're mine. Maybe, I'm bad to my unheard feelings of night but, am I that bad to this gentle night? Task: To use the line "Am I that bad." In write up. Sneha Kashyap 💖 dii ❤️🍁 Bonjour Stitchers 🙋🏻 Our Beautiful Fabric #QSstitchonpic286 is out!