Your mind screams myriad of words, but your hands tremble in tremorous emptiness.
You seach for words to express, words best describing what you're feeling. They appear, though in white evanescing blur.
You see the words.
You feel the words.
You say them.
"It hurts."
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🌟Soul Words🌟
PoetryWhere there are words; there is comfort. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● It's exhausting, The dreams I have; Trying to make what's fantasy, Include no hardship. Into false of hopes of reality. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● ☆In this monumenta...
