spilledarkink in Poetry October 26, 2016October 26, 2016 19 Words Emptiness When you are gone, the music stops. And I am forced to dance alone in the arms of emptiness. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
There’s a loneliness to this… I like it.
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Sad and vivid.
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I know..
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When did you start blogging? Just curious though.
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Been 2 weeks.. Totally new into it
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I have a feeling, that you will do great here! *hugs*
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