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Emotions on Paper

midnightdellusions

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midnightdellusions

angst depressed poetry thoughts

Inner emotions and thoughts of one who has none other way then to express them on paper. Any other way would include spontaneous combust of emotions and breaking down.All Rights Reserved

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Life by Nyctophilia9

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Thursday

The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.