Stories tagged “sent”
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Open It I Must
I dropped it on floor. I blame it on the terror. I didn’t hate the person. I never did. But it scared me. To open it would mean that I would open the black hole of missing someone that is no longer around. And to open it might have meant that I w...
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Never Meant To Be Sent
You are the freshest Most precious Incandescent One hundred percent Expressive setter of precedence I wrote you a letter That was never meant To be sent… I should’ve known better