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When things are sorted I get to my wardrobe and dr

When things are sorted I get to my wardrobe and drag my tattered journal slowly. I don't dare disturb the cloths, but I have the courage to wrap them in stained trousers. I work my dirty fingers, seduce them, trick them into tearing the grim pages. I even have a few like that tucked under the shirts I stole from you. But every time, I fail. I want the puzzle of my life to be complete. If craps seem to be embellishments, I let them be. I don't distance my grief from joys. They too teem with envy and contentment at the same time like me. Disgrace too! I see them enduring all that I endured. That's why I don't tear, if I do I stitch them to the note again. It's mine. Then why should I ditch them? It's all mine. #YQbaba #mine #journal #diary #pain #joy #newwritersclub
When things are sorted I get to my wardrobe and drag my tattered journal slowly. I don't dare disturb the cloths, but I have the courage to wrap them in stained trousers. I work my dirty fingers, seduce them, trick them into tearing the grim pages. I even have a few like that tucked under the shirts I stole from you. But every time, I fail. I want the puzzle of my life to be complete. If craps seem to be embellishments, I let them be. I don't distance my grief from joys. They too teem with envy and contentment at the same time like me. Disgrace too! I see them enduring all that I endured. That's why I don't tear, if I do I stitch them to the note again. It's mine. Then why should I ditch them? It's all mine. #YQbaba #mine #journal #diary #pain #joy #newwritersclub
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