Things appears normal and common for everyone. But for the eyes that already shed tears for years and years of living, simple things always has something special to offer. Hearts that had gone weary will always find place in locked rooms. Bodies that had gone tired will always have a courage to move towards the ending. Shadows will find peace in darkness, and life will never match the excitement of death.
These are the things I realized while merely living. These are the thoughts I wished I could say if only I have enough strength. These are my memories I wished to engrave on my tombstone. These are my skeletons no longer hidden in the closet. These are my realities. This is me.
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