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I hate when my brain decides to remember some trauma and send me into a fit of rage, wish I could just live in blissful ignorance but your past always catch up to you whether you know it or not
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With clenched teeth, I held your hand
What's a love if not to heal, to learn, to grow
What's a life trapped
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Therapists really skirt the line of being public servants and service workers
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Your desires enact their own will even when youre not concious of it
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I imagine curbstomping my father sometimes and it brings me peace
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The emotions will come first, then we'll make sense of them verbally and cognitively
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The only perpetual motion machine to exist is unprocessed emotions
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