My every breath feels claustrophobic is a struggle is like an elephant sitting on my chest
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From the Inside
These days when the torrents of grief flood deep, when sorrow pools like blood on the floor, in these days when I can do nothing but meet this moment, when I am too spent to say hello, love comes to meet me where I am.
Our Hidden Heart
The human heartholds hidden treasures,entangled in our memories,fading, fading,as the sun sets,hidden from our sight.
