My innermost thoughts.

I stumbled on my past writing, did some revisions and would really like some comments. :)


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The icy air, with no   m o v e m e n t 


Where to be

Who to be

   When I look in the mirror 

   Who is this structure in front of me?


The Shivers retract through my fridges skin. It freezes my brain, the pathways to take the slightest bit of heat, Trapped. 


      Am I trapped inside?

      I have transferred so many time

      I wonder when I will actually be



My soul is hurting. I don't know how I am supposed to act. 

Who to be when I cry?

When can I be free from myself to be myself?


Where am I to be?

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