Here lies the hidden passageway to the winding corridors of my mind. These walls speak of many secrets, but never can they lie. All I ask is for you to truly understand; the real world has left me disappointed, so instead I ask for your hand.
This is my open diary for my closed-off heart so please be kind to it.
Ps. I am in my mid-20s, my work will reflect that.
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Story by S.C Roy
Vulnerability is a Sin
A confessional for all the secrets I've kept from myself. Poetry laced with Love, Sex & the Void created from...