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wasteland

by miriam

my heart has been feeling both numb and heavy at the same time there are so many souls but all of them seem so untouchable or maybe that’s just me maybe i’ve shut myself off from everybody and maybe it’s also just me— but is there a fine line between happy and sad? because i think i’ve blurred it out and mixed them both up (i am both happy and sad; i am both brave and afraid) i am a contradiction and i am tired of walking along the fine lines the way is steep and dark, filled with ghosts, and things that haunt my heart please clear this muddy path again, or i’ll end up on the ugly side of the fence.
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Jan 13, 2014
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