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Some of us live in pain
some of us live in happiness some of us live in emptiness some of us live in ecstasy some of us live in sadness some of us live in all of this never knowing what we want where we are when we figure it out most of the time it's too late. the pain can be overbearing overwhelming shame and the knife looks alright to see it crimson and watching yourself bleed bleed out the pain and misery and set free til no longer have life Beyond the seas of life I dream that you followed me made me whole and stopped me that I was alive and well and with you never letting me go making me yours for all eternity.
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