Some Things We Don't See
Little Stories
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The endless cacophony of invisible rain drowning my thoughts, making me deaf to whispers of hopelessness begging to be heard as it claws at this hollow muscular organ somewhere inside my s.
Should I wish to be blind so I could no longer watch you watch her smile?
A/N: When I said little stories…I really meant little. >_<
I was drunk while writing this. lol...just kidding.
That quiet moment when your heart breaks. I wanted to capture it a few words. Any thoughts? Sorry if you expected some long-ish story. *hides*
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