| i stumbled across pages full of emotions and notes. goodness how many words do i have down?
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| there is nothing
no connection, no meaning
the search for reasoning still looms
removed, returned, replaced
the heart is damaged
damaged
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| who knew things would end up this way
what was once sure certainty has become the never could be
the path ahead leads us to what; we don't know.
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| it is astonishing, numbing defined. inside you there is a stranger. one that has your arms, your legs, your eyes. a sleepless, restless stranger who keeps walking, who keeps eating, keeps living. how to you get over the hole thats left behind? you change. you become someone else, another person.
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| About Z17 i've found that your the only one to get away its been thousands of moments without you its been hundres of nights without you even still my thoughts wander to you your closer now that ever before, but you've never been so far away you've found a way to leave me behind and somehow thats fine i learned that i can't find a way to get over you a page full of words and i still don't know what it is about you |
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