The child within me is broken, and the adult in me is cruel. They hurt each other thinking one of them will change.
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The Echo Of Inner Voices
PoetryNope. Na-ah. Don't read this. This is just a silly writing prompts out of despair, loneliness, anger, joy, self-love and so on. It means, these are just random thoughts that popped in my noggin and I don't want to bore you, but I also hit "Publish"...
Child x Adult
The child within me is broken, and the adult in me is cruel. They hurt each other thinking one of them will change.
