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A story thats been told so many times, Still telling it over and ove despite not wanting to feels like a crime, Believe it or not is none of my concern, as long as I know its truth, the embers will smolder, a constant burn. The words spill out, a never ending stream, A burden hared, yet guilt's extreme, Im trapped in cycles, a prisoner of time, A maze of persistence, a story to resolve. A problem seller, with no solutions in store, How do I break free, should I start in the core? Yet despite all the efforts, I feel doomed to fall With no more reasons, and causes to back me on, I just sleep it all.
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Apr 24, 2025
Apr 24, 2025 at 12:12 PM UTC
Is sharing my problem and feelings, ehy does it feel so wrong
A story thats been told so many times, Still telling it over and ove despite not wanting to feels like a crime, Believe it or not is none of my concern, as long as I know its truth, the embers will smolder, a constant burn. The words spill out, a never ending stream, A burden hared, yet guilt's extreme, Im trapped in cycles, a prisoner of time, A maze of persistence, a story to resolve. A problem seller, with no solutions in store, How do I break free, should I start in the core? Yet despite all the efforts, I feel doomed to fall With no more reasons, and causes to back me on, I just sleep it all.
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18/M/Secret
Apr 24, 2025
Apr 24, 2025 at 12:12 PM UTC
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