Poetry From The Problem

Poetry From The Problem

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Chaos, it seems to be one of the few universal things in the world, the only thing other than love that I have seen people leap toward and run away from all in the same breathe. It's etched it's self into your mind, and your soul, so it will always be there, and if on the off chance it isn't, you miss it even though having it is painful. But I guess they did get it right when they say most of us would rather feel pain, than to not feel anything at all.
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This is where I let everything out-the chaos, the silence, the things I can't say out loud. It doesn't judge, doesn't ask why, doesn't need explanations. It just exists, ready to catch whatever spills from my mind, whether it's broken pieces or fleeting moments of joy. It feels like talking to someone who's always there but never speaks, just listens-and somehow, that's enough.

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