Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Blank hole

All she ever wanted was to be the blank in the middle of a sentence that could never be filled. She wanted to appear unexpectedly and to be loved and to never truly be known. A flat mystery that appeared as such on first look but hid a hole so deep and spiraling that only the truly brave would venture into her wonderland of complexity. 

©L.A. Fraser

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