I don't know what happened
I couldn't stop myself
It was old habits
CHAOS
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Down a steep hill and never going to come back
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As I looked all the way down the hill I saw............. Misery
Black. A circle
It's Give up Hurricane
Kind. Storm
Of like a mini
I got hypnotized by the little swirls that they called rings.
Everything from now on was in my head.
I was running from someone only to find out in the end that that someone was me!
I began to see myself in a new light
And that light is the thing
The only thing that can destroy you
The only thing that will break you down into tiny little
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I couldn't put them back together again.
After all that's not how life works.
And before I knew what was happening.
What I was doing.
Who this person was.
Who was showing me this all in MY head.
I was already dead
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#Dramatic ☹️
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Lost Memories
PoetryWhen the most deepest memories meet reality and becomes something real, powerful and meaningfully Not just words But words with emotion Will make you read and doubt if your deepest memories are just an illusion or pure reality... Can you handle that...
