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1 a.m contemplations
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Ongoing, First published Aug 19, 2018
Once you find the beauty within its easier to find on the outside. I just hope you find it sooner than later. Poetry is phases in a page.  I would rather be deathly aware of everything then see things as nothing.  We have been taught hate by those that love to hard. Its insanity in its prime.  So now i'm going to show you my heart and hope you realize yours has just as much depth. Its just a question as to how far your willing you to go to uncover yourself.
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Don't fear death. It does nothing for you. Death is at every turn; the challenge is if you choose to accept it or not. Don't fear pain. Pain is how you learn. Pain is the side-effect of life. If you live life fearing getting hurt...can you truly live life fully? I've felt pain. I've accepted death. I've lived, I've learned, I've drowned a few times. If all I have to show for it is small bundles of letters and words...so be it. That's more than I could have ever hoped for. Everything that means anything to me are just words. You can put anything into words. Anything and everything. You can put death into words. You can put pain into words. You can put fear into words. And I have. And you can read them, if you want. You can learn from them; learn to stop fearing, learn to stop living in the future, behind your mask. But only if you care enough to listen. I speak loud and clear, yet nobody can hear me. I am not hidden, yet nobody can find me. If they even try.