I feel pain within me. When I close my eyes and look inward, I ask myself what's trying to emerge. Time seems to be my adversary, and I see chaos and destruction before me. But in this turmoil, I find a strange sense of strength and freedom. Pain has become my companion, and I've grown accustomed to its presence. I laugh at the futility of trying to escape it, for it's a part of me now.
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Even More Vision's Of Spookielament
PoetryUpdated poetry from my past wattpad account. Lost the password everything. Thank the God's my imagination and passion has grown even more as the year's passed.
