Her inks are the confession of her deepest secrets.
Inbetween the lines lies the admission of her sins and at the end of each phrase is another loneliness that consumes her being.
She is lost,
but her she is
writing
a
confession.
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SOMETHING within her galaxy
This is a compilation of the peotry and proses I have written so far that speaks confession of the chaos insi...