hannnnahwest
My fingertips run across that smooth texture of the satin sheets. It's cold where you once laid. Nothing left but these satin sheets and me.
writing since 2012 · 3 entries · 2 days shown up
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the words Hannah reaches for
satintexturesmoothperfectsheetsrefuseallowsanctuaryinsidebarricadedthickwallsreachingfareyebroke