The flowers between north and south grow unguarded below the bridge. I picture a broken body among them sometimes. A body slowly fading back into the soil. The grasses will soon be high enough to hide the darkest of secrets. Some bodies are meant to fall, some souls are meant to disappear.
The flowers between north and south grow unguarded below the bridge. I picture a broken body among them sometimes. A body slowly fading back into the soil. The grasses will soon be high enough to hide the darkest of secrets. Some bodies are meant to fa... #depression #anxiety #shortstory stories
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"Fertilizer"- Liz Swinney

Again, I posted this on Lex first. I wasn't feeling great but I'm doing better.

The flowers between north and south grow unguarded below the bridge. I picture a broken body among them sometimes. A body slowly fading back into the soil. The grasses will soon be high enough to hide the darkest of secrets. Some bodies are meant to fall, some souls are meant to disappear.

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