Unbreakable Heart
Joined April 2024
14 stories
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Words. Pen and paper - keys and fingers. Freely flowing, never-ending.
Words. Lips and air - voice and vibration. Never flowing, ever suspending.
Through my pen I tell. The paper carries my voice.
Soundless and unheard - untold stories unfold.
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Letter to My Childhood Self
Dear little one, I have so much to say to you that I don’t know where to begin. Much was left unsaid. Too much. So many thoughts, feelings, and emotions never found a voice; were never expressed — not in words, not in laughter, not in tears, nor in any other form. You always kept them to yourself, dear one. You never gave them a face, a name. There they stayed with you, you and you alone.
By Unbreakable Heart2 years ago in Journal
