I am of an ancient soul and quite possibly a thousand years lost into this world. I see with a deeper perception and a more profound feeling of sadness and longing somehow.And thus leaving me feeling lost. And alone more often than not. I write my best when I am in my deepest and darkest moments, torn and bleeding from within. Some days I feel the words forming and will spend hours collecting thoughs and spilling them out at such a pace that I lose myself in writing and hours will escape me literally, and not until I am done will I feel I can breathe once again. I will share a small piece of myself from the hidden depths that I seem to be finding myself lingering lately....(and btw; thank you for reading this far........
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