I HAVE ALWAYS WONDERED WHERE DO OUR WORDS GO, THE ONES WE SAID IN ANGER AND WHISPERED IN FEAR SO MANY THAT WE SAID IN LAUGHTER AND SO FEW IN LOVE , DO THEY ALL DIE JUST LIKE WE DO; OR DO THEY STAY, HIDDEN IN THE CRACKS OF SKIN THE FOLDS OF THE HAIR, OF THE PEOPLES WE TOLD THEM TO? #stories #poems #sycomalik #qoutes