Love, Me
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You believe dreams while you're living them, because something in the back of your mind is telling you to hold on to the good moments, and save them for the bad. My good was used up, sucked dry. There was nothing left for me to hold onto, so I fell. I fell down fast and hard, knocking the precious oxygen from me. And with that, I was left empty. It was a nightmare, not a dream.
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