Jurnal
disowned
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seen the picture
mental picture
fashioned fiction from what\'s real
spun the spiral
downward slope
slipping, reaching for the shore...
things you could never explain
things you could never understand
things you could never justify
why?
these thoughts are not your own
these hands are not your own
these plans are not your own
body and soul disowned
alone
once held love
up above
but what\'s thicker than blood?
nothing uncovered
hidden from hundreds
every waking moment not enough
things you would never ignore
things you would never forget
things you would never believe
leave
these wants are not your own
these eyes are not your own
these lies are not your own
body and soul disowned
alone
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