She.


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untangled, unhooked and free 
or 
cold, lost and alone?

She who belonged, was now free
She who loved, was now incomplete

She who knew, now knows nothing 
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Comments

  1. So beautifully written. And such a realistic and scary thought. We all resist change, don't we?

    Stumbled upon your blog from Instagram. You write so well, and your pics are so melancholic and beautiful. Would you allow me to use some of your pics to go with my poems? Needless to say, I will give you credits by way of shared links and a short bio.

    Do drop by mine.

    Cheers,
    CRD

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