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One more thing

ElizabethGraceKelly

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Reads 875
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Parts 23
Time 26m

ElizabethGraceKelly

homestuck hope original poem poetry prose randomstories randomthoughts rantingaboutlife rants

Words will never sound the same the way they do on paper.
So let me show you all the things I can't ever say out loud.(CC) Attribution-NoDerivs

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Silent Echoes cover

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 cover

A Girl in a Forgetful World cover

Cold Nights ||Poems|| cover

this time i'll get better cover

The book of poetry cover

Live Outside cover

Dear John: The Words I Could Never Say cover

Silent Echoes

This is where I let everything out-the chaos, the silence, the things I can't say out loud. It doesn't judge, doesn't ask why, doesn't need explanations. It just exists, ready to catch whatever spills from my mind, whether it's broken pieces or fleeting moments of joy. It feels like talking to someone who's always there but never speaks, just listens-and somehow, that's enough.