Sunday, May 29, 2022

Stepped from the bus, left it all behind, gone from there to here but still I had no plan, ran my fingers across the waters, slippery edges made me slip back again, lost myself in the moments of pretend, send me back to a time forgotten, began again and now I’m finding myself in the ruins of a life lived through trauma.

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