until now

Spica

 Never have I met a sadness that couldn’t be reworked and reshaped into a sculpture of strength and survival. Never have I felt a pain that couldn’t be transformed into a tragically beautiful combination of words to be screamed into the microphone. Never have I experienced a loneliness that couldn’t be replaced with laughter and warm hugs. 

Until now. 

  • Author: apotelesma (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 28th, 2018 22:16
  • Category: Unclassified
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