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First then the second, let gather for my recompense. I didn't hear myself, I didn't make sense. Hours, days and years. I cry because of pain of my fears. My friends make me alive but I'll die because of the internal pain that I was next in line for. I wanted this to be a one time thing, it keeps coming back to say hello. Please, go away. You take my time away, you make me feel guilt, I replenish for the next welt. Just to cry again for overthinking. Am I overacting because I'm crashing? Love is a blessing but it'll smite my knees and I'll fall again to get back up to start all over again.
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Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 6:43 AM UTC
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First then the second, let gather for my recompense. I didn't hear myself, I didn't make sense. Hours, days and years. I cry because of pain of my fears. My friends make me alive but I'll die because of the internal pain that I was next in line for. I wanted this to be a one time thing, it keeps coming back to say hello. Please, go away. You take my time away, you make me feel guilt, I replenish for the next welt. Just to cry again for overthinking. Am I overacting because I'm crashing? Love is a blessing but it'll smite my knees and I'll fall again to get back up to start all over again.
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Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 6:43 AM UTC
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