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He ran his hands against my thighs and asked, “are these scars?” And I replied, “no, they’re new” |
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"Slowly sinking in the depths of my emptiness; lost in my mind of pure nothingness." |
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Tears meant more than what words and feelings could ever say. |
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...We come back to life just to die again... |
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Maybe I’m homesick. |
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Being alone is so addictive |
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So I must ask; |
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Why does it hurt so much to know that if you had to choose, I wouldn't be chosen? |
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Complex, be it superior or inferior, they both are catastrophic. The only difference is that, the former has no impact on your vigor and vitality. While the latter brings you physical ruin. |
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each day is a struggle, each thought like a thousand knives, but with time and understanding there is nothing that can't be overcome |