Category: Writing
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Imposter
I awoke and thought I already know, is what is used to think, said it a lot to myself, not really understanding my own feelings, a lot of taking without giving on both ends of the spectrum. I like to…
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Ropes
In motion to an imaginary finish line, The game that is life wants to defeat me. I live to die it seems. Seen myself in the mirror from afar, The reflection told me to off myself, Then it turned its…
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Start Dancing
It’s quite fine to be brave, Heard that in a dream last night. The dream didn’t make sense, to be honest. I was on a train without windows or doors, Open to see the world, So close you could touch…
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Trust the Process
I seem to notice everything,Even things I don’t wish to notice.I’ve spent a lot of time alone in my life,Maybe that’s why I’m like this.How I am perceived was always an issue I, and others, struggle with.It took a while…