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At a loss for inspiration Creativity crippled Drained of motivation Passion paralyzed Spiraling depression the only thing thriving. Still and quiet, the only thing she has the energy to move is pen to paper as she awakens muscles she didn’t realise she forgot she had. She drowned herself unknowingly.
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Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 7:49 PM UTC
Unmoved
At a loss for inspiration Creativity crippled Drained of motivation Passion paralyzed Spiraling depression the only thing thriving. Still and quiet, the only thing she has the energy to move is pen to paper as she awakens muscles she didn’t realise she forgot she had. She drowned herself unknowingly.
A viewing into where I was and the energy that pushed me to write. Just starting university all my time was split between work and friends, I had no time for my arts and so I felt unfufilled.
nja
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Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 7:49 PM UTC
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