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It's like screaming and wailing so loud. Then, it's like being trampled by the oncoming crowd. It's like feeling you're better than them all. Then, you start shrinking and become so small. It is like wading into safe, shallow waters. Then, it's like drowning and your breath begins to falter. It is like wanting to have all you need. Then, it's like understanding what you felt was greed. It is like transforming, becoming strong and invincible. Then, it's like being scared of turning weak and invisible. It is like questioning, asking them all, 'why?'. Then, it's like realising in the end, all must die. The things we know. The emotions we feel. Yes, they wound us. But, in time, they all heal.
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Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
They Always Heal
It's like screaming and wailing so loud. Then, it's like being trampled by the oncoming crowd. It's like feeling you're better than them all. Then, you start shrinking and become so small. It is like wading into safe, shallow waters. Then, it's like drowning and your breath begins to falter. It is like wanting to have all you need. Then, it's like understanding what you felt was greed. It is like transforming, becoming strong and invincible. Then, it's like being scared of turning weak and invisible. It is like questioning, asking them all, 'why?'. Then, it's like realising in the end, all must die. The things we know. The emotions we feel. Yes, they wound us. But, in time, they all heal.
isha-kumar
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Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
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