{"sf1_id":337627,"sf2_id":"YnLEXEv1","title":"Sanity","author":"Desolation35","words":102,"posted_at":"2012-02-10T21:32:00.000Z","tags":["Love"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/337627-sanity","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnLEXEv1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/5d/49/5d49201a-2738-490a-abf3-06e9718f881a","description":"Meh, something I came up with a while ago.","content":"My own poetry is what keeps me sane; in check with the world. I cannot fathom what I would be without this bestowed gift. The way I cope with what is on my mind is to get lost in thought.  \nChanneling emotions that no one else has witnessed, my true self shows its colors.  \n  \nAll I ask for is a chance; a chance to show who I can really be. A chance to have someone that will accept the real me. I want to be able to experience feelings I have never truly felt before.  \n  \nI want to love and be loved.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}