Why Is Life Like This?
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My thoughts.
My feelings.
Things I would never share.
Things everyone, once in a lifetime, will relate to.
Yours might have happened and now your over it.
Enjoying life because you don't want to be in that dark place ever again.
Mine has started and I'm waiting for it to end.
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