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Aug 2017
I can't stop feeling this privileged pain of existing
I wouldn't be alive without it

This anxiety that clings to me
Reminds me I'm breathing

I'm a child of the night
And with that beauty comes the fright

The pain and heartache felt in my universes afterhours

My mind towers over me
My stupid-smart brain making me think of non-reality

This feeling, this love, this ache,
Has always been a part of me

I claim I am no stranger to lost love or heartache
And everytime I think of this I feel my heart break

Oh how boring it must be for those who simply leave, or never felt the need

Summer is ending. Along with the world.

I told you this long ago,
You probably don't remember.  

But I,
Always remember.  

I retain information to a fault,
And I always find fault in the information I retain.

I've said it before,
I'll say it again, I,
Am no stranger to pain.
No stranger to 'less than friends'
Changes without compromise

I feel like I've wasted my entire life.

I feel stuck, I feel broken.
I haven't enjoyed each moment carefully,
And haven't found one moment of clarity in my teenage diary,

My thoughts aren't on the edge of extinction,
But our conversations might be.

I don't think we realized how much we ****** each other up until I tried to love again,
I tried to make new friends.

I'm defensive and bitter,
I've never been a quitter
So sit your *** down!
And lets talk about this.

Its late and I'm tired.
But I miss you
And hiatuses make me realize i do.
And maybe I don't mean anything to you,
Not anymore at least,
But the least I deserve is an explanation,
A conversation,
Make time, pull your reservation and give me your ****** explanation!

I don't care if its an exageration.  

Maybe I care,

Some.

But I'm tired, and alone with my thoughts,
And I usually make a point not to do that.
But sleep escapes me and so does time
And I might not be 'living my best life'
But only I can be this insane way,

Have you ever met anyone else like me?
I pray you haven't,
My mind says I'm easy to replace.  

But lets ignore that and assume my psyche is lying to me.

It wouldn't be the first time that happened.
Written at 3:23 am. This one is long guys I know
Mims
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