Every sentence left unfinished,
Is a wound that won’t close,
We are buried in worries,
Left without a sound.
No more words exist,
Just echoes,
Though, I am quietly undone.
Jixi Fox 🦊
Every sentence left unfinished,
Is a wound that won’t close,
We are buried in worries,
Left without a sound.
No more words exist,
Just echoes,
Though, I am quietly undone.
Jixi Fox 🦊
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