They come in all shapes and sizes.
Remaining even after you close your eyelids.
Destroying everything you have inside.
You can run, but they'll never let you hide.
Saying to you the cruelest things,
Never acknowledging the pain they bring.
They crush your heart,
Afterward,
Rip your soul apart
ALK 2021
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Author:
Amanda Klessig (Sunshine) (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 28th, 2023 17:41
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
The best way to kill a snake is cut off its head. Good write. Stay strong.
Thank you
The serpent is a symbol of knowledge
True, in many cultures
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