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I do it over and over...Feeling the same afterwards...Regret..Misery..

It's what we feel when we do something we love...It's intangible yet so loved.

Society controls us and tells us what to do and how to live...

Sometimes it's the people in our lives that make us who we are...

I feel so alone....Cold...Miserable...

You can never change what has already come...

There are things that we don't want to see in this world.. There are also true things that we hide from ourselves that would make us go insane..

Sometimes its the ones we love that slowly kill us...

Sometimes I sit on this hill by my house..And I feel so alone...Like the world is somewhere else and I'm forgotten..

Love hurts sometimes but there are time when it feels so amazing...