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He clings to us for comfort
Because we are the closest thing he has to you
But we are not you
We can never be you
And the hollow look in his eyes remains

Bee Houghton

Published by theheartspeakstruth

I want to write beautiful words. I want to be seen and heard in this world. I speak my truth to get out of my own mind so that I can be in the real world. I want to empty my head so that it is free to grow new thoughts and speak clearly. I want to speak truth, I don't want to hide in fear. I write what I know. Life is all things at once and in moments. These are mine. What is true for me one day may not be the next.....my truth is my truth only in the moment that it is.

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