How do I
even begin
to write
again?
Butterflies in my chest,
Darkness in my head.
A fractured wrist,
A broken mind.
Things will never be the same,
ever
again.
Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 5:59 PM UTC
How do I
even begin
to write
again?
Butterflies in my chest,
Darkness in my head.
A fractured wrist,
A broken mind.
Things will never be the same,
ever
again.
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