Your voice,
It still shatters me.
But your eyes?
They're not
what they used to be.
- thessythes
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PoesíaIt was then she said: "Words fed, scathed, brought my soul together; and it would be preposterous if I'd get to feel all these sensations alone, so I am giving you a part of my suffering, a fragment of my universe, a debris of myself. Through these...
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Your voice,
It still shatters me.
But your eyes?
They're not
what they used to be.
- thessythes
