Too Fast Too Late
Loneliness is like quicksand. You don't notice you're already sinking until it's too late. The more you struggle, the faster it swallows you whole.
Until you hear nothing but deafening silence.
Until you hear nothing but deafening silence.
1 Comments:
Okay. This is freaky. I can sooo totally relate to this one. Sigh.
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