When the man left the woman and their family, how it felt could not be described by journaling or voicing.
It had all been a waste of precious time to try, so instead, she converted to snippets of moments – descriptions of essence.
Included was a picture she drew as a future prospective tatoo to go up her left thoracic spine to over the top of her left shoulder blade.
Guarding the posterior approach to her heart would be the image of a dragon crawling over it to protect while looking backward over its own left shoulder at anyone encroaching.
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