All she wanted to do was fly away. But something kept her trapped mercilessly. Killing her slowly with love and compassion. Giving her hope when there was none. Her heart pounded at the sight of him. Picking up speed. Butterflies flitting past her chest and dancing on her stomach. But only too late did she realize he had walked into her cage with a new, shiny, and silenced pistol.
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Bitter words and Angry Hearts
SonstigesThis is a collage of words. Knit together to express the most inner thoughts of random strangers. Come from dreams. Come from my own imagination. Come from my characters. These words come from a vast majority of people that I have never met and prob...
