"I've got you" He said.
Then he dropped me like a hot iron, and I shattered, into a thousand pieces.
Words come easily when I couldn't speak, but with my pen and paper, they bottle up, deep in a hollow end.
After overflowed rivers and pent up feelings,
I pick a book again, and I smile.
I'm happy.
Xxx
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Jackiehayy
Dec 03, 2020 11:34PM
Heyyyyy fam!!!!! Chapter 8 of ‘Myra (the fire within)’ has been posted. Do check it out!!https://my.w.tt/f7GYrmtzVbbView all Conversations
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