Scrambled Eggs, No Bacon.

Scrambled.Although I’ve escaped my shell,My emotions have been more than what I could normally handle.Being egged on by lies coercing me to shout and scream until I,Cry…How can they not be?I’d walk in a different fashion,But,I’m worn out from everyone who mocks me.Struggling to quit a habit that prompts me to pant till I pass... Continue Reading →

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