ManicA Poem by TomboyVisionaryAnother character I made
Manic
Fear, the hell it brings Oh how often do I feel fear It dictates my every move every breathe of speech Its not my fault, it never is my fault I am a survivor, nothing else I am alive and thats what matters Forgive me for my wrong doings from this day until the rest of my numbered days © 2024 TomboyVisionary |
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Added on August 19, 2024 Last Updated on August 19, 2024 AuthorTomboyVisionaryDover, NJAboutI have been to different dimensions so ill write about the good s**t I saw more..Writing
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