A FORTUNE TELLER'S TRUTH
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i hope you can understand me when i say these things to you. mom's fortune teller said this was in the plan, but i didn't believe her. a card of the moment, standstill on the table. poker face all in hell, there has to be a reason. somewhere, within these twisted words, an answer to a longing prayer.
what greater good were you taken for?
i find myself lost lately. always losing my words, right in the middle of my sentence. it's unfortunate, a fleeting thought no longer on the tip of the tongue.
maybe a moment of silence is all we need.
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BOTTLED STARDUST
Poetryೃ⁀➷ poetry/prose from the viewpoint of a mournful heart ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ➤ story contains content relating to grieving and loss. thank you for reading ♡ 🏅#15 in poetry
