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i've got writer's block and i have a paper due tomorrow. i hate that.
i found these poems by wilfred owen i had received a long time ago and i became sad reading them. i dwell on the past a lot and i wish i didn't. my heart is much simpler than i wish it to be. i'm reclusive and reserved and i dont talk to people about how i really feel. it's an internal battle i wont ever win/ but i don't know if its correct to call it a battle. i try to be happy and i;m evolving all the time, i'm just not able to catch myself doing so. and i'm not happy. i have dreams and goals .. and then i have deep feelings of emptiness. i just dont know sometimes if i can fix myself.
i found these poems by wilfred owen i had received a long time ago and i became sad reading them. i dwell on the past a lot and i wish i didn't. my heart is much simpler than i wish it to be. i'm reclusive and reserved and i dont talk to people about how i really feel. it's an internal battle i wont ever win/ but i don't know if its correct to call it a battle. i try to be happy and i;m evolving all the time, i'm just not able to catch myself doing so. and i'm not happy. i have dreams and goals .. and then i have deep feelings of emptiness. i just dont know sometimes if i can fix myself.