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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Everyone suffers no matter how much we think we're alone, there maybe someone out there more disconnected from the rest of the world. If you had the power to help the other and didn't take it does that make you a bad person? If you had one chance to correct the world would you take it? If you were given one power what would it be? No matter what choice you make it will come haunting back to you. The good the bad there's a fine line between what people perceive as good and bad it's up to you to decide that.

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