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𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚒’𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 … -𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙹 𝚆𝚘𝚕𝚏𝚏

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𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚁𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠. – 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙹 𝚆𝚘𝚕𝚏𝚏

The Little Boy in Him | Story

Yesterday, he came to me as the five-year-old little boy in a sixty-year-old man’s body, insecure, and lonely. He didn’t know how to speak the words of what his soul wanted. He only knew how to be the child who threw a temper tantrum, and used cruel words when he didn’t get the one thingContinue reading “The Little Boy in Him | Story”

Childlike Victims | Poem

They say poetry should be about things you don’t want know one to know. So here I go. When I was fourteen, I had to hide. A walk to the store. I didn’t know you had to wear fear like clothing. Drape yourself in a long dark trench coat of shadows And know that theContinue reading “Childlike Victims | Poem”