Sign up to join the largest storytelling community
or
nujo0m
Jul 29, 2024 10:22AM
nobody comes home since you've left mona, im not someone importantView all Conversations
Stories by sidra
brown eyes yet grey skies
where the eyes stay awake, yet colour in them is asleep.
· part one of woven shreds.
oh my mother, where did you go?
this part here, is where i write to keep my pain,
because i don't know where else to.
through your words of mime
it's through your words of mime,
that conversations themselves
lost track of their time.
· part three of wov...