She's held captive by the horrors of her own mind
Insignificant moments which were lost in memory lane burn behind her eyes
Forgotten sounds which were lost in time resonate in her mind
And the onslaught of emotions haunt her in her dreams
A storm brews inside her being yet she could have been the epitome of calmness
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A/N: I've been on a writer's block these days. I'm not satisfiedwith anything I write now-a-days. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
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PoetrySometimes some thoughts keep bugging me or when life gets too much for me, writing is my relief. All the thoughts or emotions that try to consume me ; I write them and as my fingers dance over the keyboard I find peace. These writings are a glimpse...
