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I want to work on myself. I want to change my perspective. I want to make a change.

There always has to be a time when the change starts. I am making mine today.

I don't want my past to reflect on who I am as a person.

I'm not happy with who I have become.

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I want to be okay, soon.

Life throws unexpected events at you, but it’s your choice if you want to heal. It takes time, but for me, I have the time. I want to heal. So I am healing, but right now I am not healed. I’m not okay, and that’s okay but I will be okay once I’ve healed. It’s a tricky game that I’m willing to play to be healed. Let’s just shed some tears in the process.

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Healing, but not healed.

Although I have shared my body, my flower, my temple with you, does not mean I’m healed, does not mean my thoughts have stopped, does not mean I’m okay.

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Hands off

Your caressed my body in the way a girl graciously declines, no was misheard. I try to hope it was misheard, it is never imaginable for you to wreck my temple without my permission, causing continuous collapsing as no foundation can be made with you still in my head. It was done without any reflection on our past. What past, there was no past, you stabbed me with the needle and kept me around. I thought I was addicted to you, but it was you that was addicted with my body. Love was never there, you didn't care. Bruises were becoming bigger from the continual stabbing of old needles in my arm. You made the wound, and kept stabbing it. Healing wasn't able to be done, I wasn't ever laid to rest for the process to begin. Surroundings only saw big hugs, cute kisses and a passionate pair but without hesitation behind closed doors you jumped straight into it. The real you came out, your eyes changed shape and colour as your hands went into the places I keep hidden. Tears dripping down my face creating a puddle underneath my neck as I laid still never made you think twice, it just gave you excitement to remain in control of all around me. With your hand cupped over my mouth my squeal and yelp was unheard. My body frozen and stiff still never stopped you. Innocence was lost. You were and still are and always will be a thief of my happiness. 

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Never save someone drowning if they tied the bricks to their ankles. 

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I can't look straight if your not the one in front of me 😔

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Lonely, but not enough to crave the desire of the presence of humanity. Me and myself seem to be surviving together.

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No one understands the depth of my mind, I am not easily fixed nor do I remember if I’ve ever been. I can’t explain myself which leaves me misunderstood. No one understands why i can’t explain myself to explain why they don’t understand what is wrong with me. 

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Little did I know the walls have began caving in a while ago now, I've only realised now since the roof fell on my head.

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eat me, drink me, but don’t destroy me because i’ve already done that to myself enough 

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New faces every where creating new feelings, Emotions are shut down, I’m falling for someone who feels like a wall

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Leave me be, I’ll wreck you too.  -Morgan

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Let my consciousness lead me and be my eyes, Find the path i need to be survive. But surviving isn't what i want, I want to live, discover and grow. Let me make my own adventure, Don’t save me from the branches that are falling upon me. You might love me but i’m trapped, I need to escape and find myself because that is not yet done.

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I am a project, an unfinished project, and will remain this way till i can find the nail that holds me together. I know what i want and need but i cant get.

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I’m magical

My eyes see so much that is unseen, my ears hear so much unheard, i am magical, i can feel it but you wont

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I see glimpses of you around.. here, there, kinda everywhere. My eyes are glued, super glued in fact. your face is irresistible. Matches so much with who you are. wot am i doing? why am i addicted to you?

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your kiss

your face

leaving me in disgrace