You put band-aids on your wrists to cover up the pain. The pain you can’t describe. The pain you try to hide. People ask how you are… Read more “Band-Aid”
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It Was, Now no More
The glass was together and now it’s broken all because the truth came out. It was in the dark for too long. But, I don’t care. I’ve… Read more “It Was, Now no More”
