"Writing my own thoughts,
my own masterpieces,
and my own literature of art.
Simply pouring out on my own heart,
In such words alone.
But alexithymia has simply block in my way,
Inability to express myself in dismay,
The feeling of the torture,
The abuse and
The confuse,
Slowly on my own sanity mind."
-56 words-
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🌷A Randomness of Poems and Thoughts🌷
Poetry"In a realm of our own peace and fantasy, Where all of the imaginations fantasizes, I'll always look up to you like a treasure, Who knows their true worth without pressure, Has its own unique persona And one of the kind person in my fascinated gaze...
