What remains at the end of the day is all that defines us. Nothing. There is an empty space where we used to be. It cannot be said that I did not try. Though I am sure there are those who would claim I didn’t, Where is the lie? I did what I thought had [...]
What does it take? Everything. All that you have. All of the time. Here I sit, trying to justify. Rationalize. Make peace And you - there. No heavy lifting. Eager to accept anything I say. I almost feel bad, If it weren't for the hole in me where those things used to go. So, I [...]
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