darkness
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at this point there are no more words for us to say to each other. and so we each must make the decision to walk away, move on, and never look back or to continue playing this game defined by agony. but if we were truly to walk away and never look back then why do haunting memories exist? last night there was a storm in my mind and i woke to find no escape. on this walk of life i find that i am never truly awake because i am in a constant haze of darkness. these tears that do not fall are the fruit of the disillutions of this incomplete life. and then there is a point when people need to stop fucking lying to themselves and man up. but life is life and we are all only human and if this were a perfect world i would not exist for i would have nothing ugly to make beautiful. our souls are vaults inspiration and it only takes one moment for beauty to bloom. in one moment will there be a flicker of light in this struggle of darkness.
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