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What do you do when
you feel like you have to make a decision to a question you aren't sure you should be asking it rolls in your mind fresh (like that cut on your wrist) what is the right answer what is wrong is the answer now or wait until later when you are all alone thinking of one question that stays the same as the world keeps spinning and the people keep living worry. If I make a decision today, will it still be the right one tomorrow? and the mind keeps running as the blood keeps dripping (the cut is open) Is it really that bad does it really matter are you making too big of a deal or not enough If you answer you can't go back If you don't answer can you go forward Yes. No. The question is roaming put it away only to rip open again (like that damned cut) You console when the time comes you will know but is it the time now do I need to make it that time too much thinking dizzy from wondering in circles just don't worry about it go with the flow let the fates take it but are you getting deeper in a pile of shit (and a pool of blood from that jagged cut) low enough to keep you alive high enough to keep you still life being wasted or thought being useless enough is enough turn off the lights shove it away you've thought til you were blue in the face or green in the toes keep it behind you forget about it let the fucking cut scab.
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