Your final words of goodbye were choked up
whispers of my name and it left a scar on my
heart knowing I caused you so much pain.
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~May the souls of our departed loved ones rest in peace~
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Happy Holidays! Glasses 🥂 up to an amazing December
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'Silent' Clouds.
Poetry¶Words have no meaning, unless you make them, turning them into a spontaneous overflow of rhythm¶ ¶A string of broken pieces interwoven into into poetry. Broken symphonies, turned into poetry¶
