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There is a blue bench in a park nearby, it is old, slightly broken, and I wonder how many grueling seasons it withstood, and still is, it makes funny faces at me, no, it’s not a figment of my imagination, it’s real, as real as you and me, its ends are chipped, kids leave paint […]
Your fingers will have a burning desire, you'll not know what to do with it, they'll spark, pain, and shed too much skin, you'll light them in the dark, miles away from the ones you love, nights away from the glory of sunshine, you'll observe, understand, and probe this burning desire your fingers will know […]
Tonight I'm writing letters you'll never receive, words you'll never hear, stories you'll never be a part of, and a distant voice that'll fade soon, but here, let me tell you this, you have the most beautiful hands, tender yet strong, unfair yet vulnerable, they look like they're made to create something, they're made to […]
Put your palms together, closer, cup them tight, let me pour into them my vulnerabilities, my flaws, my dreams and broken hopes, my twisted emotions and ugly parts, my wishful thinking along with some other things you might not like, let me carefully pour more of me, the stories of my weaknesses and darknesses, I […]