He left her - unbothered.
Read MoreUnravel me -Like ribbon spilled on the floor-A silken pile of sunrise pink
Read MoreThe memories of home fell around her like flower-petals fall from the hands of little girls - heavy-handed and without reason
Read MoreI think the fact I like being alone confuses people. Maybe they can’t relate because they need someone to talk at, to echo their voice against…
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