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Jul 6
All of these words
And feelings
B                 o
      u
                 n            c
                           e
Around inside of me; the
Pen is my weapon of choice
As I battle myself to
Gather myself.

My grimoire;
Rivers of spilled ink flow
Through these pages as
My emotions follow suit.

It is far less destructive
To put lead to paper
Than to allow my inner
Demons to know reality.
Phasma de Oceanus
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Phasma de Oceanus  22/F/Missouri
(22/F/Missouri)   
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   ZoeM
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