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- Votes 64
- Parts 10
- Time 23m
Ongoing, First published Aug 15, 2019
I feel the urge to write, to spill all of my blood over papers, building the empire of my sad madness from the flesh of my heart and the unfinished breaths of my soul. I feel the urge to tear my heart apart and then spread it on paper, write with my blood and tears all the sins I've never confessed, all the fears I've never shown, and paint the pain that troubles my inner peace and haunts my nights and dreams. My feelings are all entangled. That I no longer know what I truly feel toward anything.All Rights Reserved
Table of contents
- The song that plays in my mindThu, Aug 15, 2019
- listening the whispers of nightWed, Sep 11, 2019
- Dilemma of DramaThu, Sep 12, 2019
- A rebellious voiceSat, Sep 14, 2019
- I'm fine!Wed, Sep 18, 2019
- When you lost me..Fri, Oct 4, 2019
- The old talks...Sun, Oct 6, 2019
- A heart of stoneSun, Oct 6, 2019
- I wish I could sayFri, Nov 15, 2019
- Thirst of my eyesSat, Nov 23, 2019
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