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New..sance New since My heart truly feels like a nuisance to my soul... It beats but in harmony with my soul..? I question I question my genuinity... My life, my purpose..like one if I'm wasting... ...it's like how does one remain calm How can one be themselves without thinking about it ...I crave the day where I am free from this zombie apocalypse A day where I can wake up and breathe... Smell flowers not weeds Wake up positive and bright Salivating the moment in its glory... But fantasy I tell you this day that I wait for Is false... It's not a lie but it's a dream... I know dreams come true but...when it comes to your heart... That my friend is real and you come to know that fantasies are not welcome there...
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Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
As flowers begin to spring...
New..sance New since My heart truly feels like a nuisance to my soul... It beats but in harmony with my soul..? I question I question my genuinity... My life, my purpose..like one if I'm wasting... ...it's like how does one remain calm How can one be themselves without thinking about it ...I crave the day where I am free from this zombie apocalypse A day where I can wake up and breathe... Smell flowers not weeds Wake up positive and bright Salivating the moment in its glory... But fantasy I tell you this day that I wait for Is false... It's not a lie but it's a dream... I know dreams come true but...when it comes to your heart... That my friend is real and you come to know that fantasies are not welcome there...
Spring is awesome...new day is hard..but day by day I'm getting there
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Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
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