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~Mangle's Journal~

~Mangle's Journal~

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HAI there! As you can see by the cover of this book, this is my journal. Why am I writing this journal? To keep me occupied. I get bored extremely easily and I always have to be doing something and moving around. Other than that there's not really a purpose to this. Well maybe for your entertainment because I AM letting you read this after all. This book contains mostly stuff I'm writing while waiting for the Night Shift to start and even during the Night Shift. If you want to talk about my journal, feel free but please be nice. That's all I ask of you. And remember whenever I write in this I'm really bored so it may contain both some deep stuff and some random stuff as well.
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The purpose of this poetry book is one of defiance. Not to others, or anything in particular. It is against the war we wage internally, against ourselves every day. There is no bigger challenge in life than facing your thoughts, your true emotions, your feelings when you lie alone at night by yourself, cornered. We tend to postpone them, shelf them, as we grow accustomed to our daily activities, never giving ourselves a chance to evaluate ourselves. Who are we? what do we lack? what do we need? In this book, I took it upon myself to air out all of my grievances, my intimate thoughts, my happiness, my disappointments, my sadness all out in the open, for all to see. I wanted to face it all. To stare my mortality dead in the eyes, and let the lingering stare sit, I wanted to simmer the feeling of weakness, of every single type of emotion, completely digest it, and let it manifest genuinely, reading it, again and again, perfecting it, again and again, until the feeling of pain subsides. I there is anything that I want you to take from this book, is time. Yes, just a word, time. It goes by, so have not regrets, and never leave something from saying. If you are looking for a sign to remind you, to tell you parents, brothers, sisters, daughters, grandparents, wives, friends you love them? This is it...

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