I cant write pretty things but sometimes ideas come to me while I'm sitting on the shower floor because my world got too heavy. I never even felt his skin on mine, yet i feel his absence in my bones
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PoetryHeres to everything i didnt say. I kept it in and it hurt me every second of everyday that i didnt tell anyone. I hope i can help someone
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I cant write pretty things but sometimes ideas come to me while I'm sitting on the shower floor because my world got too heavy. I never even felt his skin on mine, yet i feel his absence in my bones