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My hand and gripped hair The threats? "I CAN rip you out, I just CHOOSE not to." Is is fear, despair, madness, loathe? The answer is empty of meaning. What is known would be ignored, as all said seems true, but fake. Boundlessly vain. silly, worthless; doubtful. What am I looking for in this effort? I know. I see. I hear. I believe. One thought twigs into another. I even wonder if the ocean can breathe. Breathe life into me. Aliens don't exist, but nightmares and demons do? A problem, unwanted. A result, unwanted. An answer, only a lie, .... unwanted, unwanted, oh so unwanted. I scream inside, and every inner glass is shattered. I yell, "Notice of Insanity Uprising!" They yell back, "That's Life." Upon those words I numb my mind, I release my grip. I let go of everything. MY face: gone MY body: gone MY hope: gone gone gone Anything and everything that was me leaves, and my body becomes a cadaver. Drifting side to side, in and out. It's more calm now though. My mind is no longer driving me crazy. For we have reached our destination.
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 10:00 PM UTC
Thoughts Petrifying
A drop      which falls                   in the sea,                               becomes                                                      sea.           〰️〰️〰️    〰️〰️〰️          〰️〰️〰️    〰️〰️〰️
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 2:21 PM UTC
salty tear
We moved to and fro,     felt the pulse of life, free with the rhythm     and commune of dance.
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May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 4:13 PM UTC
Dyad - 17 -
Sweat will forever be sweet when sweetness becomes your sweat.
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Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 11:01 AM UTC
When Sweetness Becomes Your Sweat (10w)
Did you ever notice, she turned out to be someone she said never would.
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Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
About her