Everyday looking at it, pale flesh, loose skin, remembering the places where her bones used to stick. Now there's only memories of it. Only shadows, screams unable to shout loud enough to be heard.
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I'm empty, next to a body that doesn't move. Fill me with words. I love you.
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I'm empty, next to a body that doesn't move. Fill me with words. I love you.