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This pain which I carry and hold down deep in this heart that lies inside my soul, never seems to end. To think of even trying to remember a flash of my past, which is always flashing, this is when I bury it so deep, that my soul I have has not found it's meaning of these painful feelings. They all just seem to repeat a cycle. Like something I have never encountered, in this soul of my lost absence of doing what is right for me. I just watch and observe my presence in this life, that's fading away each day. To know how alone I really am I now know that no one would even stop to see how deep this waste of my wanting to have satisfaction in this pathetic life, that I purposely destroy. I really try not to go either. It has no ending yet, But that day will be the beginning of wondering it is too hard to understand. All that won't fade away will fade into nothing, for it has control...
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