..complications, predicaments, liaisons, fragments, idioms and expressions.
My voice still cracks
when I say your name.
My tears, they fall
violently in the rain.
I’m learning to let go
of all this pain.
These veins, they bleed stories of survival. My wounds do not weep; they harden. I will not tear open the scars that prove I have healed. I ...
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