her dysfunctions were homegrown but she stands alone on her own two feet since defeat stole her crutches a long time ago she'd been beaten with despair as long as she can remember being... a "lost cause" so she tossed her insecurities out with the backswing got her things and headed west of oblivion no more disappointment no more prejudgement of catastrophe to come she's now numb to what falls through the cracks of her foundation in herself she found imacipation from the slave-drivers of her heart she was once torn apart by petty conversation about things irrelavent to the problem "dont you understand the anger i sift through for the answer to my violent silent prayers..." now all her cares have subsided and all her candles are lighted for the festively unfortunate she left behind
Reason for writing:
eh just a lil inspirational thingy-jig
Birth sign: Pisces
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