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words I could have said
there are so many things i could
say to you.
but the words that i come up with most
are,
"i'm sorry."
it wasn't my fault, but i
take the blame.
was there more i could do?
more i could say?
none of it would have made a difference.
we would still be here, apart,
forever.
you're with me now, in a different way.
that's what i hear, what they tell me.
th...
Tuesday 1st March 2022 5:21 pm
directions
I twist my brain in different directions, an attempt to make sense of the tragedy that befell upon you, upon us. A rope, already twisted and tangled, a feat to straighten it out that you also took onto your shoulders, when they were already bearing the weight of your own world. In a moment, you were gone. Spirited away into another dimension, occupying the space that Mother universe has provided y...
Tuesday 1st March 2022 5:19 pm
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