Sometimes Words Drew Blood, They Cut Your

What Else Is There To Write About Than Love And Loss?

The Weak Are Cruel. The Strong Have No Need To Be.

Maybe Some Love Was Guaranteed. Maybe It Fit Inside You And Around You Like Skin And Bones.

Sometimes, Running Away Means You're Headed In The Exact Right Direction.

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