Confessions of a shackled heart
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MatureOngoing5m
Last published Thu, Nov 27, 2025
I have a lot of feeling buried deep inside of my heart. They bring me down and darken my spirit more and more each day. It's time to let them out.
I'm showing you my feeling through some prose and the world in the lenses of my brown eyes.
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