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Transgression

  • Writer: Yanda
    Yanda
  • Jul 28, 2022
  • 1 min read

I write just about any emotion that I may feel at that certain moment, be it overwhelming sadness or overall happiness, that is therapy for me.


Even when I was lost in the midst of my transgression

wrapped around anger I still

managed to smile

I was starved of the

unconditional love that I was used to,

the cold which dragged my limbs to darkness

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