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The urges and thoughts toy with my heart my mind collapsing in what feels like slow motion Old habits revitalized like a dying need to **** in a breath after my soul being bound and ***** A torturous nightmare intertwined with the shadow of truth and surrealness Funny how trauma can forever stain the mind with so many shades of colors from the darkest of blacks to hauntingly white My quiet hell from the past where self-sabotage, fear and delusional trust collide Deciding to live resiliently I stride forward while fighting this endless silent war, to reclaim my sense of self-worth Putting my heart on paper I know I am alive
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Jan 14, 2022
Jan 14, 2022 at 4:58 AM UTC
Afflicted and Renewed
The urges and thoughts toy with my heart my mind collapsing in what feels like slow motion Old habits revitalized like a dying need to **** in a breath after my soul being bound and ***** A torturous nightmare intertwined with the shadow of truth and surrealness Funny how trauma can forever stain the mind with so many shades of colors from the darkest of blacks to hauntingly white My quiet hell from the past where self-sabotage, fear and delusional trust collide Deciding to live resiliently I stride forward while fighting this endless silent war, to reclaim my sense of self-worth Putting my heart on paper I know I am alive
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Jan 14, 2022
Jan 14, 2022 at 4:58 AM UTC
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