“Unveiling the mysteries in my mind through the works of my hands”
I scribble my thoughts and that’s what people call literature.
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See the world from my lense
I can’t hear myself think. I can’t hear myself think. I can’t hear myself think. My thoughts are eaten away by the constant noise I can’t… Read more “let it all out”
He gazed in my hollow eyes and was startled with the reflection of hell; I saw beads of sweat choking him yet he kept a poker face.… Read more “Arthur and Me”
I sing to myself songs of despair While I stand upon my grave of dreams Time keeps running while I’m slowly getting buried As I’m busy watching… Read more “Life passed me by”