Late night thought

I write when I don'f feel right.


I write to comfort the anxiety inside me. I find this what works best for me, in which I find peace and tranquility. Often, my words are an explanatory of my feelings, or at least a scene behind the unseen. Yet, the heart of mine is a very complex cloth of blood that mercilessly tickles me every now and then.



I especially write when I feel sad or upset.


Breathe.


Vague.



Is your heart joking around mine, mate?

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Unknown said…
hola me gusta lo que dices eso me pasa todo el tiempo
November 25, 2016 at 6:26 AM
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