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Inktober 2018.

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Here I'll publish my Inktober 2018. I know it should be drawing but as I'm so bad at it, I decided to do it with poetry or short stories. Ñeh, I hope you enjoy them, jeje.

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Day 1: Poisonous.

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by __basicbitch__

by __basicbitch__

I am the poison that kills my hopes
The scissors that cut the rope
This rope I try to hold on to
Before I fall, like everybody else do

I'm just a sheep moved by the opinions
A mannequin tied by the criteria
A piece of clay, waiting to be formed
Another player, should I be destroyed?

Hey no, I can't change for you

But I know, I must stay in the cue

Wish I could just be me

But nop, that is not for free

We're forced to act all hours For what? To pass every test By who? Expectations and regrets Why? To fit in these needles and then, understand all the sour

I want

You don't

You're not

Come on

You should

You must

But I

SHUT UP

I am the pois... I am... I... fit?

I'm made the poison that chokes my hopes

The scissors that cut my ropes

A piece of clay, trying to be formed

Another player, not going to be destroyed.