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Jun 2015
And then I found out how hard it is to really change.

Even hell can get comfy once you've settled in.

I just wanted the numb inside me to leave.

No matter how ****** you get, the sun will return and you come back down.

The funny thing is all I ever wanted I already had.

There's glimpses of heaven in everyday.

In the friends I have, the music I make, the love that I feel.

I just had to start again.
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