shelbinh
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By:Shelbi Henny wire laces bordering the true identitythat was hiding underneatha beautiful facesitting with a devilish smilewith arms to drain out every single lie then push the truth into cushioned wall roomsthat whisperand tie you down with injections of polygamynumbing hypothesesof treatment draining you in filththough withstandingthe outcome yet suffering in agonyyour skin burnsyour body…
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By; Shelbi Henny There was a dwindle of shattered glassin our circumferenceas we mixed sand from countlesshardships to encounter the cement that plagued our illustration of what love could never beour unlikely reactions and emotionssmoldering in acquaintenancewith dispositionswater stirring the admirationthat formed the manuscriptof bliss yet sustaining beautythat breaks the rays and combust in tangent…
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Episode 120
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Episode 119
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By: Shelbi Henny the true definition of despair is the complete loss of hopeand as the tears dwindle down my face i calculate the indifferenceof the casualities ache in my belly as i drownand press on when stinging from honey beescollapse at each side of my lungsthat causes mild heartattacks when realizingthe empties and longingwith…
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by: Shelbi Henny the flames transpiringto deliver heat with frozeninterceptions to numbing every fiber of my beingcrawling an exemption to the battling of minds that wrap me into the mostdepressionthat normalizes the realitythat everyone pushes the movement of their lips to say move forthfreedom is ringing in your grasp yet the meaning of freedomwhen tranquil…
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by: shelbi henny a sanction indevouring the senses to vanquishing the disdainI’ve said your name 50 times todayive shed a tear each timeand though fear dangles in my spine as i wish you herethe regret bursting in languagesmoving me to dwindle in suffocateloving you was the phantomof eternityand hearing that this is temporary when the…
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by: shelbi henny i was drawn to a metamorphosis transparency collecting a movement of emotions that stumble into categories of grief that define my moods in circumferences that raise the question how much more can i take how much more can i lose when in regret after the fact i was so wrapped up in…
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by: Shelbi Henny the temple of my head is pulsing my fingers trembling tears performing in waves as my heart aches with the understanding ordaining my vision to be cloudy and discerned with ciphering clues and missing pieces rereading notes and text messages to clarify if our hearts were beating or who was at fault…
shelbi confessions 