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'Into Unbearable Lightness'

By patrycja_lidia, Chatham, United Kingdom

"Although she spoke, nobody listened and in turn he in indifference heard. In a free spirit, of the wave she had become, a tide allowed her to flow that day into the direction of a shore’s embrace which rejected her at once. A soothing saline drip of a scrutinized soul, to carry on the walk back where he’d send her home in a departing tone. Her mind drained, exhausted upon with each word; for how could his words not be false if the actions left nothing to hold on. There is this point at which, tears do drip involuntarily and the present glimpse in an eye ceases to align and so you’d find yourself a stone, cemented somehow within that moment and in this cleansing numbness you can no longer run. Confronted, in a reflection of a face you thought you have become, defeated by the only beholder of trust. The head dropping to level out, with the bare sickness on your inside.

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