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do you still look for me in everything you find beautiful? have you found something that finally compares?

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is it truly pessimism if there’s proof of the chaos i bring to everyone and everything that’s been destroyed due to my touch?

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maybe the answer was in me all along, perhaps the solution is to simply eliminate the common denominater

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i hope i get buried with every thought and feeling i ever had

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your eyes breathe life into me, and for once, i feel alive without a harmful substance pulsing through my veins

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you cry and scream for help, only to find out the room's soundproof

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i wish my heart had a voice of its own so i wouldn't need to push past my exhaustion to let myself be heard and helped

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you are incapable of sincerity. a minor mistake leads to malice and you lose confidence in your decisions and conscience for your actions. you are a walking paradox, negligent to your boundaries, failing to regain control over your own proxy

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i loved once and never could again, not even with the same person. the experience fulfilled me enough that if i passed, you'd only find remnants of a dead girl with a beating heart. what's more peaceful than that?

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no greater thrill than feeling the sharp burns from your heart breaking, i'll let it ache til it stops even beating

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i am a soul born with built-in diseases and i will spend my entire lifetime relapsing

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i don't know if i write out of pain or love and i don't know if not writing signifies whether i've found solitude or become apathetic

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how wonderful it must be, to look in the mirror and like what you see without tears forming in your eyes. to not feel your fists ball up from the urge to break the glass and deconstruct a new and shattered perception of yourself

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i hate the kind of pain where you feel the numbing physically travel through your veins, down to your fingertips and toes, leaving you motionless as if your bones were replaced by metal poles

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so long as a newborn life is built on a foundation of vengeance, it’s main goal of justice or harmony is cursed to never be attained. ironic how it’ll be a life of nothingness, despite driven with a solid purpose

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and if you go, i will cut a piece of my heart to bury along with yours

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solitude feels viciously tender