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A heart half empty, A heart half full, However you look at it My life has grown dull. I’m not trying to be dramatic, I’m not trying to complain, I really just want To get rid of this pain. No self love, No self hate, I guess that I Just tolerate The person I am, The things that I do. Is anything I feel Genuinely true? I want to stay composed, I want to cry. I don’t want to exist, Yet I don’t want to die. So I continue this life, Though it isn’t great, Because I want to find happiness And it’s well worth the wait.
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Nov 24, 2019
Nov 24, 2019 at 2:01 AM UTC
Saturday Night Sentiment
A heart half empty, A heart half full, However you look at it My life has grown dull. I’m not trying to be dramatic, I’m not trying to complain, I really just want To get rid of this pain. No self love, No self hate, I guess that I Just tolerate The person I am, The things that I do. Is anything I feel Genuinely true? I want to stay composed, I want to cry. I don’t want to exist, Yet I don’t want to die. So I continue this life, Though it isn’t great, Because I want to find happiness And it’s well worth the wait.
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Nov 24, 2019
Nov 24, 2019 at 2:01 AM UTC
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