Locked Up [Hiatus]

Locked Up [Hiatus]

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Being compared to others, living for other's expectations, no one to understand you, masking and hiding yourself to the world, keeping your feelings to youself, isn't it tiring? Yes it is. But the question is, do you have a choice? No. When you've already taken enough...is living still an option? Hi guys! I'm back! This is a story that was made by purely my emotions. Please understand the minor errors, and some spelling errors also. Feel free to voice your opinion and comment below! P.S. EVERYTHING IS PURELY FICTION THAT IS MADE BY MY MIND SO IF YOU FIND THE STORY SIMILAR TO OTHERS IT IS PURELY COINCIDENCE.
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2020/05/29 #105 Sorrows #394 spiritual First I thought to tell you everything, What Iam hiding and why? But then I realized, Do you care about it? I love hard. Embarrassingly hard. All in type of hard. But I do silently. I drown the feelings in my gut until I'm heavy with 'I want you' and 'I love you' and 'I miss you'. I hold my hope in my throat. I clutch my wishes in my hands. They become moist with sweat until I no longer want them. If you could read me you would have known, I never wanted you to leave until now. It was just the situation where holding on to you was more difficult than letting you go. I loved you, I cried, I apologised, I made efforts, And Finally I lost myself.

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