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when you'd rather not compare what was til the now of not liking what self was forced to let go of
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as the learning wasn't jus of who truly settled in the nerves but the time it took to be alone with luv
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wanting something other than what had become a routine to want what the heart couldn't have
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past the point of reasoning where the need to be free is thankful for such a waste of emotional games
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gained by sighs on the release knowing who came of the inner linings that tuck in the ribs
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truly enjoying the peace piece of mind brings out to wanna live with a different concept that digs
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forgiven as a friend jus before the final snip that cut ties so words were meant from the heart
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when letting go loosens binds so hands are not tied to an emptiness left in the past
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not having the insides eaten by guilt's for friends went as far as mouths spoke truths meant to pass
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once it died n life returned to the face after dreams fled the scene when needed the most
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the moment comes feelings do not give a fuck about any of it as friends were lost to be alone
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when realities drift to the ends of never to turn around n witness what no longer matters
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forever to remember the beauty displayed in pictures hung that were laced in lies splattered
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it's when the thought of goin back spikes the anxiety screaming no so relations can die
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when the comprehension lowers the birds to accept there's many people to meet through life
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n the head spins around feeling the eyes looking through the existence of trust as if it's even there
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better off becomes a way of life laughing off the particles attached to the memories stare
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when weight lifts, breaths no longer gasp for air trying to suck in the muted humility
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things change n transform into a better sense of opportunity feeling the norm of stability
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preferring not to conversate with decision that freed restraints reaching for a fool
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easing on to enjoy the sensitivities with other comforts chosen to shake the room
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unable to feel it as a loss is the part that was never contemplated to where life was to go
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glad to turn the cheek n get on without a care to the whereabouts of a righteous fucking song
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better off becomes a way of life laughing off the particles attached to the memories stare
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when weight lifts, breaths no longer gasp for air trying to suck in the muted humility
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things change n transform into a better sense of opportunity feeling the norm of stability
...
preferring not to conversate with decision that freed restraints reaching for a fool
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easing on to enjoy the sensitivities with other comforts chosen to shake the room
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unable to feel it as a loss is the part that was never contemplated to where life was to go
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glad to turn the cheek n get on without a care to the whereabouts of a righteous fucking song
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