Sunday 12 August 2018

Every time I walked there, with every little steps I had and with even less pieces of bravery that still left, it destroyed me bit by bit.. like I was walking on a ten-centimeters plank that would rotten more and more every time I took my steps ahead, when I couldn’t go back because the path behind me has long gone, and couldn’t just jump because what lied beneath the plank was darkness without end.


Linda

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