InnerLand/The Door ............... Molly Writes

Suddenly Marc realized he was no longer able to hear the noises of traffic,

Are you leaving myself?

little poem

Waste of space

So this circle, in a circle, and this sphere within a sphere. Is the encapsulation of all that you hold dear.

Barriers.

Me and my parents aren't letting me and my boyfriend be together. We cant see each other. This is kinda how it feels. I love him.

My Lovely

Such a beautiful boy,living in my world. An angel who has yet to earn his wings. Trying his best to make me the happiest girl on Earth.

Disease of the personality

A short poem.

Perfect.

An OCD induced discovery.

A fully grown man called Nobbsy

but not Nobbsy, you're a fully grown man

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