It finally dawned on her... it was that incident. where she felt it meant so much and it all burnt to ashes when it happened. that woke the horrible evil self within. the voice that keeps whispering away, trying to convince her that there is no urgency to what was said. and perhaps since then, it seemed as if no effort was made to redeem that little 'promise'. the voice slowly builds and it starts to show and she gradually begins to get sensitive and doubt the words said. little did she know it was all but a misunderstanding and there never was a promise. it's not too late to realise now, to know where it came from and kill the seed. if she allows herself to walk down that dark narrow path, there will be no coming back. she's been there and she knows better than anyone, where she'd end up.
got to get out of her own head.
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it's scary when reading things you've been writing lately, in may mostly... feels like reading my own thoughts in the darker days that for sure would come and go...
all these...
but at the same time, these random mumble jumble thoughts are the only faithful companion of life's journey.
ironically, the only one that won't leave you alone.
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