Unsaid.
And he only appeared in her dreams
to whisper discretely of things
better unsaid
yet her lonely heart always listened.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: September 11th, 2021 02:28
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Comments6
Good write Fay.
Oh wow! I really like this little gem.
It's favourites time !! lol
Amazingly good .. or Supa as we say in Bulgaria ....................................... x
Good write, Fay.
A real Jewel.
Superb.
Silence is the language of love!
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