whispering_willow

I am the one they shove in a corner wondering why I was placed in this hated body. A body of soul slowly ceasing to be. A soul slowly fading into the depths of faded reality. My writing styles are my heart. I am my own creation. I am a canvas nevr to finished even past my untimely death. I shall forever be my own person. I will hide myself in my work. To know me, read me.

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