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finding my way

I feel so many things That when I take a moment to breathe A moment to pause before sleep overcomes me I cannot feel anything I am empty. I look on the past It’s a flurry of cold anger The freezing storm that lays a sheet of ice upon my forehead To cool my thoughts With a rustling wind carrying hate For the people that have wronged me. More dangerous than any heated heart rate. With the sun beating down On an affection I’...