All that was left of her
Were ashes in the breeze
She fell to her knees
But no one heard her cries
No one heard her pleas
She slowly burned away
The pain was too great
She could no longer stay
She told herself to let go
To let the fire blaze inside
Then she felt her heart slow
Amongst the fire
Inside the flame
She let herself die
Nyx
You are cared about. You matter. You are not unimportant. 💓
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💕
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I’m just glad you exist my friend 💓
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I am glad to have you as a friend
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Thank you
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Awesome job! ❤
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Beautiful words. She is definitely heard.
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Thank you
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