FREE LOVE LETTERS

Category: Sorry

  • Love letter # 99

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    by

    Paul Ransom
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    My friends think I’m mad. Really, I’m just stripped. All the bullshit layers have been blasted away. All the smug, self satisfied, posturing has been shown to be a lie. My so called strength – it was just the bravado of weakness. There was a castle wall; it is now rubble. When you looked at…

  • Love letter # 2

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    by

    Paul Ransom
    in

    I saw you today – and I know you saw me. Your eyes gave you away. I saw your shoulders turn to rock. I felt the blade of your contempt. I did not hide from it. If you want your measure of blood, let me tell you … this floor is scarlet. I am not…