Love is a language I am mute to, and which I cannot speak or understand, I understand loneliness though, and although you might be alone have the knowledge of knowing you are strong independent and determined, for with love comes conflict and pain of invisible cuts. Bless your beautiful soul.
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Love is a language I am mute to, and which I cannot speak or understand, I understand loneliness though, and although you might be alone have the knowledge of knowing you are strong independent and determined, for with love comes conflict and pain of invisible cuts. Bless your beautiful soul.