Everything feels heavy
Like rocks on my shoulders
My backs
My neck
My head
But mostly my shoulders
It's always the shoulders.
Maybe that's why i don't want to anything some days.
Because of the rocks on my shoulders.
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Musings of a 'holic.
PuisiMusings of a child who, some days, wants to die, and other days, is content with life. I write when I feel like it. So, it might have a lot some days and other days it's stuck.
