Why do I always chase after something that was never there.
Why am I always reaching out into nothingness.
No part of me will ever be salvaged. Torn apart by the war.
I hate to lie to myself. I hate lying to myself. I should just disapear.
But, I can't. I am still here. And. I have to move on.
Nothing is pushing me forward, and I don't really
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In the time that we talked I didn't feel like my heart was drowning. I could talk to you so freely, I could breathe.
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