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All meaning is lost, when Traumatized By what One loves the most I could not listen anymore -- What had always Made me feel alive From then on Left me Trembling on the floor Just a sound I would break down Just a bang I would go numb How do I brave on When my reason To be Veered from eternity To treason. I could not, I reckoned Unless I decided; I still deserve the best, I stated. The path to recovery Is a wretched one But find one Even a rose With too many thorns Equals a princess That soldiered on I discovered That I was able to once more Write lyrics To the tracks That set me Back on track That I alone Can possibly Understand The essence of Its existence The true meaning Of one's being -- Brick by brick Building me up to the music; So not only can I listen But here I am, Dancing again.
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 2:53 AM UTC
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All meaning is lost, when Traumatized By what One loves the most I could not listen anymore -- What had always Made me feel alive From then on Left me Trembling on the floor Just a sound I would break down Just a bang I would go numb How do I brave on When my reason To be Veered from eternity To treason. I could not, I reckoned Unless I decided; I still deserve the best, I stated. The path to recovery Is a wretched one But find one Even a rose With too many thorns Equals a princess That soldiered on I discovered That I was able to once more Write lyrics To the tracks That set me Back on track That I alone Can possibly Understand The essence of Its existence The true meaning Of one's being -- Brick by brick Building me up to the music; So not only can I listen But here I am, Dancing again.
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nicole-bataclan
38/F/Filipino
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 2:53 AM UTC
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