Feeling
Life. Death. Inbetween.
Things hurt more than they seem.
Acceptance. rejection. Choice.
Those things were never mine to have first.
Life brings acceptance.
Death brings rejection.
I live and die inbetween
So I choose how I feel...
... Or what I refuse to feel.
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I like to write stories and poems when I can. I write poems when I feel upset or think of something I'm not sure how to deal wit.
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