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Sometimes things can seem so perfect. It would be a shame to cause unbalance. But the timings off and things can't work, So the things that feel good pose a challenge. Continue in comfort, oblivious content- No reason to fix what's not broken. Questions, confusions, resentment, past thoughts- things that have happened, but not forgotten. Pretend to forget or truly forgive? Bring back the past or put it away? Decisions I shouldn't think about, why can't it just end up being my way? So what to do when questions arise and you don't have the answer? Even worse, how do you cope- when the questions are your curse...
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loriantoinette
Razors pain you Rivers are damp Acid stains you Drugs cause cramp Guns aren't lawful Nooses give Gas smells awful You might as well live.
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