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people say they lose people & things & that they also lose themselves and other people say there is nothing to lose because there was nothing to have in the first place some people say their new job is making them lose their soul some people lose their keys in-between couch cushions but I think the hurt lays between the forgetting and the remembering forgetting how to feel the way you felt once upon a time & then remembering parts; bits and pieces of moments unable to stitch it back up in its most authentic form loss is just the realization of change with fear inside of it but then again, some people really do lose their keys in-between couch cushions.
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Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 6:04 PM UTC
losing
people say they lose people & things & that they also lose themselves and other people say there is nothing to lose because there was nothing to have in the first place some people say their new job is making them lose their soul some people lose their keys in-between couch cushions but I think the hurt lays between the forgetting and the remembering forgetting how to feel the way you felt once upon a time & then remembering parts; bits and pieces of moments unable to stitch it back up in its most authentic form loss is just the realization of change with fear inside of it but then again, some people really do lose their keys in-between couch cushions.
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Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 6:04 PM UTC
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