Dance of the wounded
Your departure has given me such a cosmic pain that it
can not be assuaged by somebody's empathy or effort to talk.
It's not a scratch on skin. It's a wound on my soul, a part of me.
Neither do I have the slightest desire to share it with people
nor do I possess the ability to translate it into words. It fiercely
uprooted my...
can not be assuaged by somebody's empathy or effort to talk.
It's not a scratch on skin. It's a wound on my soul, a part of me.
Neither do I have the slightest desire to share it with people
nor do I possess the ability to translate it into words. It fiercely
uprooted my...