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Mar 2015
Undisputed,
Never challenged,
Constant victor,
Over my divided mind,
Always leading back,
To the same sorry state,
Of denying myself,
Happiness and trust,
Like they would hurt more,
Than my self-torturing brain,
That closes me off,
Locks me in a perfect prison,
With walls of fear and indecision,
That crush me slowly,
From within,
Until I bleed,
My soul onto a page,
And create a new me on a blank screen.
Parsavagely Kompenere
Written by
Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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       Rockie, MereCat and Parsavagely Kompenere
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