Say
S o m e t h i n g,
He whispered.
We're
O v e r,
I replied.
YOU ARE READING
A Delicate Void
PoetryA collection of poems, short stories, and thoughts (c) BreatheForMeBabe 2013. I gave you a shred of my soul. The edges, soaked in blood, cloaked in tears, were deteriorated from years of harsh depression and abuse. I thought that I could run from yo...
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Say
S o m e t h i n g,
He whispered.
We're
O v e r,
I replied.
