3d
I wasn’t there
when you spilled your pain like holy wine,
offering yourself to silence,
but the silence did not take you.
You did not fall-
not into the dark abyss,
but back into light,
a reluctant resurrection.
when you spilled your pain like holy wine,
offering yourself to silence,
but the silence did not take you.
You did not fall-
not into the dark abyss,
but back into light,
a reluctant resurrection.
(21/F/Spain)
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