Post Card Series 45

Seeing all the broken pieces-
  it kills me to know
         I am to blame
 Let me in again
     We're not damaged

I write… When the thoughts swirl too much in my head. Because I am afraid to say things out loud. When there is no one to listen. Because I hope one day you'll read my words. I write because I know no other way

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