It starts with one,
Expands into many.
You only see a few.
These were the beginning.
There are many more hidden,
Never to be shown.
They still hurt, maybe even more.
Continuing to grow
Until there is no room left.
June 20, 2016
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 10:19 PM UTC
It starts with one,
Expands into many.
You only see a few.
These were the beginning.
There are many more hidden,
Never to be shown.
They still hurt, maybe even more.
Continuing to grow
Until there is no room left.
June 20, 2016
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