"you should talk to your dad about it"
"uh okay"
later that night, distant glances were shared.
& heavy hearts were put to bed.
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Dead Ends
PoésieSometimes it's not about the end. It's just about the story. A collection of four liners that I wrote which didn't have the oh-so-perfect endings. Well because life doesn't offer each and everyone the fairytale endings they grew up listening to.
