excerpts from a book ill never write

excerpts from a book ill never write

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"Why do you write so much?" he asked me I took a deep breath before replying, "I write because not writing the scenes in my mind is a lot like ignoring someone else's plea to hear them out. There are images and scenes in my mind that keep on playing and repeating and the only way for me to let them go is by writing them out. It's like drowning in water and finally finding a way to get a breath of oxygen." He was silent for a moment before looking at me with a mixture of sad eyes and complex eyebrows. His voice spilled out like honey, "Is that why you keep on writing about me?"
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