wrong desire
Sometimes I think I've gotten everything out, that I've finally freed myself. But if I'm honest, I know there's a small plug forming inside me, preventing my emotions from coming out, accumulating them all together, piling them up until they can't hold up anymore; which will end up exploding again. All caused by my desire not to feel. I didn't really want it; I just needed a little inner peace, and this is going to make me feel even worse.
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