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Nov 2018
I cant fathom the "outness" of this
Like the world is a monster crushed under my fist
Spitting lines of
Cranium
5
Not enough sustanance to keep you alive
Dont look back when
The doors are closed
Im brave, but not courageous
Im the only one that knows
A vanity may be broken
And little am I open
To disappointment
I am disappointment
I am
Not sure
Where this is going
My head
Is flowing
Into a sand dune
But thats okay
I may just sit
And watch the full moon
Sometimes its good and useful to not think about what you're writing and unconsciously writw whatever your mind is saying. And then to reflect after reading what your mind said.
Kelsey
Written by
Kelsey  24/F/RI
(24/F/RI)   
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     Keith Mitchell, Benjamin and Em MacKenzie
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