November 2nd
"My mind is an ocean and I'm lost at sea..."
I was born in November..
Right in between winter and fall.
Maybe that's why I'm so mixed up, maybe that's why I can't make sense of it all?..
A Scorpio, a Phoenix, whatever it is that I am. I'm made up of so many emotions, ones I don't always understand.
My mind is a ocean, and I am lost at sea. I hold these demons like a lover, but I always set myself free.
No one controls this restless soul of mine. It's myself who breaks my heart in the end. I can't hide the lingering intensity in my thoughts, there is no need to pretend.
On that cold November night, when I took my first breath. I guess the coldness set inside me destined me not to be like the rest. -B.T.D.C
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Brooke Coffell
Writing is the only way to express myself thoroughly. All of my work comes from journals I have wrote in and saved over the years. Deep is a understatement.
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