Whatâ€™s in those dimples;
Empty shallow set of teeth
Creases around the eyes â€“ crows feet
When they mean nothing
Its not like you donâ€™t know
Why then do you dip yourself
Deep in those pools and lose yourself
When you know they are just PITS.
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Writing to me is therapy, it frightens and comforts at the same time. Liberates like nothing else. A book in my own name is a dream, but a bigger dream would be to write something that haunts the reader even after the last page is turned and the book is shut. I enjoy reading and music, spending time with family whilst battling my social awkwardness.