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Dec 2019
To be living and not feeling alive is probably the biggest crime I've been living.
Forget sinning.
Nothing is worse than having a heart that beats, but a soul that weeps because every fiber of your being is tired.
My time is running out.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
The time is ticking.
The days are flying by but the life You live is in a vacuum.
Because,
You're broken  and you don't seem to find the light.

Everything seems so dark.
You trust 'it'? You must.
You're caught up in the wrong crowd? You need to find the light.
You think you're about to die? You need to find the light.
You can't carry all that baggage? You need to find the light.
The light will guide you home they said. The light created our souls, I read.
Where the true question comes in, is DO YOU ACTUALLY BELIEVE?
Do you believe that this light will guide you home?
They say the light follows you wherever you go.
It has the ability to outshine every single dark particle of matter in your life but what if You don’t trust the light?
Will Everything will turn out right?
“Eventually.”
Eventually?
Eventually.
Once you accept and understand that you and the light have always been one.
Ndanyanyukwa
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Ndanyanyukwa  19/F
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