It's...rare that I can find myself writing with my own experiences, my own life. This is...probably a fraction of it, of what truly goes on within my mind. I've a few things I wish I could rid myself of, things I could look past. I'm starting to learn...that things are as they seem and to accept that. So I figured I'd actually use this as an opportunity to write, even if it's dreary for me.
Category Poetry / All
Species Fox (Other)
Size 100 x 100px
File Size 851 B
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