In a full-body lurch, she teeters.
When she's thinking about him she's ecstatic, euphoric, her gaze thrilled as her skin yearns for his touch.
Still, reality has a way of making his words nip at her ribs and wound when it's just lies carving into what they have making her stomach cramp and wondering why she ever said anything at all.
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Screaming Into The Void
Poetry#1 in poetry :) #1 in free verse :) Have you ever felt like it was the end? Like today was just a bad day? That no matter how many times you believe that something can happen that it just might not? That no one gives a damn at all? That all you do...
