Wrong doings hidden behind walls of silence.
Decades of misdeeds, shards of innocence boring deeply, planted at four, then again, and again, and again, endlessly. 52 more words
2 days, 23 hours
The sky cleared today. Blue, beautiful. Clouds flirted in the sunlight.
Daffodils taunted late bloomers.
Forsythia flaunted her bright self.
Wind caressed me, my lover’s touch echoed. 114 more words
1 week, 2 days
Balancing eludes me. I
physically and emotionally -
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