let the traces of my revulsion be camouflaged by the perfect falling flakes


How I wish that I somehow can mend this unintentionally done damages?

I’m just tired and these ‘surprises’ are not exactly what I need right now. Feel like taking big steps and walk away to a whole new place where no truth will ever hurt, no hearts can ever be broken and no tears will ever shed. Is there even such place? If so, please take me there. I had enough here.

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