Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Where were you where were you...
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Where were you where were you...
- My feelings, emotions, sparks, personal lessons;
- There is no writing style or method and I’m not aiming to finding one;
- It’s an informal shrift or maybe an unidentified type of escapism;
- There are no time frame or particular topics that I follow;
- It’s where my smile goes when I re-read some of my old posts…
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