You're gone, and all you left behind is the echo of your thoughts and voice.
Little do you know they still hunt me
YOU ARE READING
Things I'll never say
Short Story" You took all my words when all I wanted to do was say them " - we write to kill. But, am I trying to kill you ?-
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You're gone, and all you left behind is the echo of your thoughts and voice.
Little do you know they still hunt me
