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“They’re never gonna love you till you can love yourself.” The echoes of their words knock the feelings off the shelf. Shattered feelings recover, but the bond is not the same. The cracks in the soul will only weaken in blame. “Your pain doesn’t excuse the damage you’ve done.” Remorse doesn’t fix the holes made with the gun. The dead stay dead, you don’t get to blame them now. Because healing doesn’t start with when, but how. “You aren’t responsible with making all things right.” You’ll drive yourself mad in the wars that you fight. The world will go on, even after you’re dead. So find yourself at peace with the demons in your head. The sun will still rise, even if your horizon is bleak. You’ve experienced the valleys, it’s time to climb the peak. Plant your flag in the base, and shout from the sky. “Today I live for me, and that is the banner I fly.”
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nolan-davis
American
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Sep 16, 2020
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