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it's a mess this world the deafening sound of sirens and screams fall from the tv while the tears fall from your cheeks another loud crack followed by screams its happened again a man with a gun another distressing tragedy all too soon the most innocent people take their last breath to a man with a gun surrounded by large, dark crimson pools you quickly change the channel with a click as you hear the squeaky floorboards it's your little one running in saying she's ready to go to sleep she asks you to check for monsters in the closet under the bed but what a misfortune to have to explain you won't find them in the closet or under the bed you'll find them on the streets because monsters are real they just live in our heads.
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Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
monsters
Love is...      love is feeling like you're with them, by simply listening to a song. your song      love is being able to talk about them for hours, never hitting the same topic twice      love is never wanting to look away from them, and their forgiving eyes      love is the feeling of safety and comfort while being held in their arms Love is such an incredible force, but alas, it ends in heartbreak.  heartbreak is...      heartbreak is songs that you learned just for them, now ruined      heartbreak is wincing when their name comes up in conversation      heartbreak is not being able to look at them because they don't look at you like they used to      heartbreak is the realization that you will never feel their safe arms around you again. As easy as it is to fall in love, it is equally easy for one to fall out of love, but heartbreak is the part that hurts the most. The final impact after falling for so long, so hard. Heartbreak is the hard part of love, that no one thinks about before letting themselves fall.
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Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 9:04 PM UTC
love is/heartbreak is
What is happiness? It’s different for every person, although it may be similar for few. But what is it exactly? Sure, it's smiling, laughing, feeling nice, like you want to capture the moment and replay it forever. Maybe your happiness is a person. Seeing them smile, makes you smile, hearing them laugh makes your heart skip a beat, just taking a glimpse at them makes your stomach flutter with butterflies. And their eyes? Well their eyes make everything calm. That is nice, but what if happiness doesn't really exist? I mean, it's only a combination of different chemicals in your brain. What if happiness is only an absence of sadness?
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 3:40 PM UTC
Happiness?