My heart no longer flows from my fingers
My passions no longer bleed on to the page
My need for expression still lingers
But my outlets are blocked by pain
I try and I try
I try in till I bleed
The lack of who I am causes me to cry
I miss being me
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Persephone Cosplayer
[ 𝕁𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖 / TOR ] - engaged
This is my face, I guess.
Tired.
People suck.
I don't dissociate enough for this s**t.
Where'd I go?
[ A galaxy far far away ]
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