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Fear, then a shallow illumination.
Wrapped in an oddity that defies confrontation.
Suicidal, but a lot to be heard.
Secret fantasies laced with fevered yearns.
A warm circle, an inviting charm.
Dense fears but nowhere to be found.
Shells of a soul, shadows on the wall.
Fresh conflict far too lethal.
The light grows dim, the horizon far in sight.
A heart on fire, fighting with all its might.

Hey,

I’m not sure if I already have, but considering my blog is called Tokoni Uti’s Beautiful Insanity, I ought to post the poem it’s named after .
I’ve always been considered a ‘strange’ person and this poem was written in the 10th grade when I decided that my weirdness was beautiful in its own way.

Enjoy and love your oddness!

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