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Dec 2019
I hide in the dust
Pretending that it doesn't choke me
I lay down with the wolves
Hiding the fear
The howling night is never ending
I have searched for the spring
For the love that dwells in it
I have been all that I should
And it has left me broken
On the floor, with the dust
It has left me numb
On the floor, with the wolves
I don't know how to fight
And I don't know how to get up...
I spend my days lying down, listening to my heart beat. It is melody compared to the brokenness inside me.
Sophie
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Sophie  F/High lands
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