You keep talking as if anyone might be listening.
You keep writing as if anyone might read you.
No one hears
No one reads
You speak ancient words
You write for the dead
All those thoughts spinning behind your eyes have nowhere safe to fall
Can we hurry up and get to the part where I don’t have to be a strong independent woman anymore. I really just want to be taken care of, I w...
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