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Trying to get some feelings off of my chest, but my pen is so effing stagnant, lolzz.
is that even how you spell that word? i don't know,,
ugh, but i'm frustrated.
listening to some music to calm me down, but it's just got me walking on needles. so retarded, i swear.
but here are a few of the lines from the middle of what i have so far. it's not that much;

and spread the Winter chill like a fog
blanketing the city.
i am tormented with theh memory,
sought after as a killer
whose one lurching denial is her
vendatta.
our eyes are sewn shut, as lips
to seal in the curses,
the verses.



God! see,, it's awful..
ugh,, later