Abyss of the heart

I want to hear someone’s life story. A stranger’s.
And then tell them mine.

I want them to know everything about me.
Those little things that I keep to

myself because I’m afraid of judgment.
Terrible, awful things that I lock

up in the back of my head.
My opinions. The truth. Everything and anything

I can think of.
And I want them not to hate me afterwards.

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3 responses to “Abyss of the heart

  1. Basically exchange of information. It’s like giving something expecting something in return. Match it with what is written in this post.

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