Inaudible sorrows
My sorrows lie on the outside of your window for but a second before becoming one of many rain drops on the wind, whisking past you with only a low, inaudible whisper as a sign of its existence.
But its gone now, so theres no need to worry about me. I swear.
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Well written angelĀ