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#lifehappens
We work so hard and forget what        matters the most,only to               achieve what we                   won't leave                    this world                        with.                         Sad indeed.
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 4:27 AM UTC
Futility
A genuine connection has drawn me close to you all smiles, same vibes I thought you felt it too
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Aug 8, 2022
Aug 8, 2022 at 1:53 PM UTC
Unrequited
What is season without cause? And what  then is life without love? To say seasons come and go, would it mean love comes and go? I am at a crossroad, my love hangs in the balance, my life in question. Why am I who I am? Am I a seasonal blast, that comes and goes? To say the least, what purpose do I serve? I am burning, inside and out, longing for immortality. My bones are souless, cringing for rest, my soul weightless with pounds of over-shaped flesh I longed for slumber, beautiful and dreamless Life is a painful dream, love a ceaseless nightmare. The cycle of life makes love an endless season, it seems the purpose of life has endless reasons. Painful nightmares and ceaseless dreams, it comes and goes as it pleases, Leaving in its wake, a tide of emotions.
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May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 1:26 AM UTC
Seasons come and go