Pen. / by NOEYEDEAR

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Penning my thoughts is the only way for me to get out of my mind's penitentiary.  A penance, a form of repentance that I wish would come with no penalty.

 

The dispensary has no cure, but suspensory for this soul's penury.

 

As I depend so much on being independent, I was blinded by the fact that I am actually depending on you for my independence. 

 

My esteem pendent as I carry all the memories of my past on my neck, in a form of a pendant. 

 

D.