-Life of their own-

I wonder how it would feel to hear a heart which has given a million pieces, a life of their own to live for. Would it sound like poetry? Would it calm the storms? Would it whisper stories at dawn? Would it embrace the chaos? Would it fix it all? -A.D.

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-Gone-

I am slowly slipping into a state of dysphoria, where everything is a dysfunction, breathing and breathing, I lay myself onto this bed of sadness, drowning myself with the tears, I stay awake, watching the ceiling slowly blur away. Kept wondering and wandering to all the corners of darkness, finding answers to the unknown effect... Continue Reading →

-Blur-

I am stuck in a life where I am searching for something real, with a tinge of magic and love, with everything in between the blur and with everything in between the focus. -A.D.

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