“How does it feel to watch from your grave? Will you get tired of counting the times we repeat mistakes?”…
Read More"I don’t belong here," she said as she rested her head on his chest. "Nobody does. That’s the secret."...
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Read MoreI wander in empty fields while floral smoke falls from my lips as they sing the silent tune of forgiveness. I drift in and out of sleep, imagining all the things the clouds could be, if only they tried...
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