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*but the worst feeling of all, is going to bed at night not proud of yourself* why do you cast yourself as unworthy? consciously denying yourself of your privileges- that of love, of faith, of courage, of joy sadness is my comfort zone i dwell in the realm of hurt i tried to escape the light vaporized my eyes it stunned my skin i tasted my last breath i exploit my freedom to feel foolishly discarding the thread to peace knotted in sunken ropes falling deep in the sea
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Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 11:16 AM UTC
a selfish proposition
*but the worst feeling of all, is going to bed at night not proud of yourself* why do you cast yourself as unworthy? consciously denying yourself of your privileges- that of love, of faith, of courage, of joy sadness is my comfort zone i dwell in the realm of hurt i tried to escape the light vaporized my eyes it stunned my skin i tasted my last breath i exploit my freedom to feel foolishly discarding the thread to peace knotted in sunken ropes falling deep in the sea
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Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 11:16 AM UTC
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