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Fake pain because you’d leave to never forgive if it was actually death in pain You’d leave me because overcoming youth would be Yet in vain Suicide overtake pain isn’t real either because after overcoming my feat, you’d come to realize in years that have passed that you’d leave in sorrow because I’d take these risks for death in enlivenment, Yet of the existence even envisionments come to dream of a life not owned. We are but every year of every moment of envisioned existences becomes a life not shown. Help Me…
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 12:44 PM UTC
Help Me...
Fake pain because you’d leave to never forgive if it was actually death in pain You’d leave me because overcoming youth would be Yet in vain Suicide overtake pain isn’t real either because after overcoming my feat, you’d come to realize in years that have passed that you’d leave in sorrow because I’d take these risks for death in enlivenment, Yet of the existence even envisionments come to dream of a life not owned. We are but every year of every moment of envisioned existences becomes a life not shown. Help Me…
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 12:44 PM UTC
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