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Whispers

LECTURAS 43
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LECTURAS 43
Votos 2
Partes 3
Hora 5m

When your dreaming in the silence and whisper in the dark. Can you hear the words you whisper coming from your mouth? The silence may peek your curiosity, but when hear the whispers.... Thats it. Never to be silenced never to be gone. The whispers seem to creep in, tell me if I'm wrong....

My mind was swirling as the whispers pulsed through my head. The continuous flow of mumbles and secrets drove me to the point of Insanity. When you hear the whispers never do give, if you do who knows what'll happen. But please for the sake of me make the whispers stop, make them go away. Because I can't hear a word you say.Todos los derechos reservados

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Whispered Voices

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