The Things I Never Said Out Loud
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These are the things I never said.
Not when you left.
Not when I broke.
Not when I begged the silence to be softer than your absence.
The Things I Never Said Out Loud is a collection of heartbreak - slow, aching, and sometimes violent.
It's about the love that never loved you back.
The apology that never came.
The goodbye that arrived without warning.
These poems are the ones I whispered to myself in the dark.
And now, I'm finally saying them.
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