Sea of Strangers
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Jul 14, 2023
Time heals all your wounds is but a fallacy, a pathetic fallacy....Something people say only when the cut is skin-deep. But its okay, wounds are beautiful inside out, leaving a scar that drives a stake through your heart every time you see it. Sometimes the things we want to desperately forget are the things that once made us the happiest. Or maybe the very beautiful things happen to ones who's world has fallen apart, when they come to a point where their knees hit the floor and bleed, but they've gained what they heeded for all their lives. Lived for. Breathed for.
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