Wouldn't the world be a better place if we could all be honest when we're hurt?
But the reality is there's a scarcity of people who would even bother to care and the worst part is that telling the truth hurts too.
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the Cloud & her tears
Poesiaher thoughts are wind ; her ideas a storm ; her laughter a hurricane that has forests pinned; her smile a rouse to make bees swarm; ° this is poetry by the Cloud & her tears °
