I spent the time in between looking at the cracks of the window covers. a little sliver of light making an appearance as I attempted to tap into my guilt. that is what I was suppose to do. think of all the awful things I've done that consume that bottom of my soul kind of place.
man did I find it.
[I should stop searching. but at the same time...shouldn't i?]
whose going to be the first person to ever really hear me without ever having to make a sound?
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