Apr 2019
My heart break with every
Swipe
The depths of truth that none would
Gripe
I hear my quiet heart in
Text. Written.
My groan has grown
Next. Risen.
Unfettered hearts,
Open hearts,
We all bleed
Unfettered hearts
Swipe
The depths of truth that none would
Gripe
I hear my quiet heart in
Text. Written.
My groan has grown
Next. Risen.
Unfettered hearts,
Open hearts,
We all bleed
Unfettered hearts
Feelings after spending some time reading through what most of us would not say to others.
(28/M/Iowa)
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