she talks to him and she talks out loud like i used to talk to you when you thought that you cared and then there was that pain a euphemism heart’s annihilation and anger and numbness and dissolution and opening of course ‘cause when anyone dies it creates an opening ‘they’ say nature abhors a vacuum i was lucky more it was grace god filled the void that was previously occupied by me with love Sign in to see full entry.
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