The mess

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Sometimes among all this pain 

and everything that ever happened, 

I try to forget, I try to hold on,

 I try to be strong, 

and no one is ever there

 but you,

 to hold on to, 

be strong with. 

and by that i shall forget

 everything 

that kills. 

As long as the living love inside of me

 is breathing

 alive

 next to me.

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