"The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone."
Harriet Beecher Stowe, abolitionist and novelist (1811-1896)
You said it was the way I looked at you played with your fingertips drowned in your eyes starving your skin you felt happiness again your ...
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