March 13, 2023, 11:33 PM
she found herself at a crossroad.
then wandered down the wrong path of it, in hopes of soothing the soul of a father. lest she wake up one morning and found it was too late to do so.
it was, in a way.
she could do not such thing, but he did not need to know. would not know. only she now tucked herself back into his chest with misted eyes.
then wandered down the wrong path of it, in hopes of soothing the soul of a father. lest she wake up one morning and found it was too late to do so.
it is not about land.
it was, in a way.
and i promise. always. forever.
she could do not such thing, but he did not need to know. would not know. only she now tucked herself back into his chest with misted eyes.
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?
note: bjarna speaks broken english at best.
icelandic will be italicized with translations on hover/click.
icelandic will be italicized with translations on hover/click.
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RE: reiði - by Bjarna - March 13, 2023, 11:33 PM