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Nov 2013
This phantom pain, comes haunting every second breath
The new ache mirroring the old, dressed in past’s clothes
I’m stepping on growing hopes, don’t want them to take root
Before they blind me
Can’t bear to close the distance on happiness
If it’s false I won’t let it be
If it’s false I’ve been blind since I could see
I’m wasting years of my life, days fly by, at a standstill with a racing mind
Been there for years
I swear I’ve let it go a thousand ******* times
If I could just let it go
I’m dwelling on coloured memories
‘Cause the black white truth ain’t all it’s built up to be
But it’s all I’ve ever seen
And it’s all I’ve ever wanted to see
There’s a time when you realise every promise is a lie, if a pretty one
If one you’d rather believe than the thought that the future is uncertainty
And that those laugh lines, those good times, carved from people you love
Will stay
Even if they all leave
And you wake every morning looking into those creases
Hoping one day they’ll bring you as much joy as you once had
But they’re just the consequence
It’s bittersweet
10:22pm, September 12th 2012

Doubt is a hungry critter, that enjoys running circles around you and nibbling at your decisions when you're not looking. Sometimes it teams up with Sorrow, who punches Memory in the face when you pass old swingsets and houses.

They also enjoy playing corners in your heart.
Akemi
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