waterfalls and rivers

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Parts 7

Ongoing<5 mins

Last published Tue, Aug 8, 2017

Poetry

Tagsbreak darkness deadly emotions happiness

I wake up. I eat. I work. I come home. And I cry under my sheets. This is seventeen years of swimming through the rivers of my emotions that lead to the waterfall of my tears.

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