..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.
Lofty platitudes or was it elevated truisms? Did it matter? Strip away all the familiar tunes. What’s left? It’s the same old song and da...
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