No sleep.
No time.
My thoughts
Aren’t mine.
Please. It’s her.
This isn’t me.
This is not who I want to be.
My head.
My heart.
Weren’t mine from the start.
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No sleep.
No time.
My thoughts
Aren’t mine.
Please. It’s her.
This isn’t me.
This is not who I want to be.
My head.
My heart.
Weren’t mine from the start.
You come up with some of the most intriguing titles, and the content always comes through. Great write, and great ending 🙂
Thank you as always! 🙂
I think well written. It is how I imagine a schizophrenic would be like.
Precisely…Thank you.