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I write to praise my fear I write to numb my wounds I write to hide my shame I write to fill my voids I write to console my heart Which has a cavity I feel every night Before sleep sedates me I write like a fighter I fight like a writer Words are vines And my hands My winepress Makes the best wine That levitates me And makes you feel fine. You're not alone! Through pain and misery.
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 6:43 AM UTC
Words: The Best Therapist
I write to praise my fear I write to numb my wounds I write to hide my shame I write to fill my voids I write to console my heart Which has a cavity I feel every night Before sleep sedates me I write like a fighter I fight like a writer Words are vines And my hands My winepress Makes the best wine That levitates me And makes you feel fine. You're not alone! Through pain and misery.
Write On, Ride On And Tell your Tale
#therapysession#write#fight#think#thank
Elfuric
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Elfuric
25/M/Africa
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 6:43 AM UTC
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