Pick up the pen

It’s been a while How have you been? Has it really been 5 months since I’ve picked up my pen? So much has happened in so little time But the world stands still as I sit here in pain We live we laugh and all I want is the love But that’s all I used to write My life My laugh My loves Now I sit here wondering who the fuck I was Is it too late to go back, and put down the pen I used Can I go back and stop myself from telling what I’ve been through?

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22 / MTF / The abyss of life

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