silence, by eldoncole |
The unspoken truth needs no voice to be heard by my ears if ever this truth was to be spoken aloud it would burn as the words rooled off my tongue. The ones who know this story I'm sure I will meet all in good time in hell. |
Posted: 2019-08-24 04:15:04 UTC |
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