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Jun 2014
all I ever wanna be is alone

but I'm never alone

my anxieties, fears, paranoias have taken a physical form

and I carry them around with me

I need them for my character

to humble myself

scheming, plotting

they're running around with me

they've attached themselves to my person

it's to the point now where I don't run from them anymore

they're oddly comforting

most people can't entertain an evil thought without getting emotional

but i'm emotionless

each emotion takes the form of a separate physical

my gang of pain

making up the anxiety that lingers in my head
my heart

but I've separated my soul

I put it in a safe place and I guess thats why I'm good with emotions

I left my emotional soul in another life

my existential is separated from my physical

and I can only feel when I go to that zone and want to feel

and that's the best feeling
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