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I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you.

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The greatest injustice I have suffered has come under the pretense of love.
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Abuse Greatness Injustice Love Pretend
Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Life Way Working Yourself
But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.
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Belief Future Hope Myself
The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting.
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Fade Forget Memories Myself Time
Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
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Future Past Pieces Present Whisper Yourself
Our emotions pull us in different directions. The stronger the emotion, the greater the pull. Feelings are not always practical, nor do they make any logical sense. That’s just the way it goes.
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Different Direction Emotion Logic Practice Way
Because sooner or later, all kinds of love – crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable -safe.
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Age Growth Kind Love Old Prediction Safety Soon Time Wild
I’m a stranger in my own life.
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Life Myself Stranger
You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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Fall Myself Rise Worth
We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
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Born Love Togetherness
My father was a house,my mother was a home.
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Family Father Home Mom Myself
How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
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Desperate Herself Life Mom Thankful
Now I know being close to you was never about the proximity.
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Distance Myself Togetherness
You must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.
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Adversity Light Story Victory Way Yourself
He and I When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am, and we just are.
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Existence Myself Silence
I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.
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Believe Hard Hollow Indescribable Myself Pain Slow

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