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Sisters

We can’t do this through letters. 

You think the only thing we could share is blood, but we both have feelings, and thoughts, and words. Can’t we share them?

And through our speech-

not our pens, which drain the ache in our voices and hollow out the meaning.

Beleive me, I can try and we would be fine, but it’s your turn. Your turn to fill the ache in our voices and take up space in the meaning. 

Comments1

  • i.am.here.now

    This is amazing! I wish I could write like this! ~ Georgia xx



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