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Underneath these haunted stones… you can find the remans of my brittle bones… they tried to make a Frankenstein version oof myself and c..

Never was one to follow the wind… I never was one too sing traditional hymns… I was never one good at blending in… however, throu..

I have become all too familiar with rain… but it just pours consistently and doesn’t go away until another day… but this road is g..

I’ve been attempting to suppress this desire… I’m tired of being sick and tired… do I just jump into this blazing fire&helli..

Lately I’ve been in a daze… I don’t have any answers because everything is just so vague… nothing is in black and white, onl..

My habitat is living the shadows and darkness… if I try to come to the light I’ll just get dismissed and be condemned where I came from&h..

$Anfractuosity$

There’s so many twists and turns… the road seems to get even more narrow and the walls leave cuts that burn… when I look at the ..

By definition this means seeing the light without light even getting into your eyes… the dreams and hopes are on the other side…a well d..

The words never come for me to say… maybe tomorrow and not today… I try but yet the pain still gets in the way… the words never l..

I tend to be a walking, breathing, talking organism of paradoxes… the amount of checks I try to put in the boxes… but my subconscious li..