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Simple thoughts, mixed with the usual touch of emotion.Moved along.Reality crashed in, changing perspectives.Reminded of the words a day late, and I c..
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Please. Give me a smile.Something I can embrace.Sooth this empath's feelings.All of you are overwhelming.Please, don't cry.
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I don't like this.Not being silent. The feeling not to talk.Withdrawing into silence.Headphones playing at full volume, just so I don't hear a knock o..
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I know better.I will just shut down.I can't help but try.Create an image.An imperfect utopia.Peace mixed with the world around us.Knowing, only a paus..
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The white noise is soothing.The sound between the stations.Tuned to it. Avoiding the commentaries.The static allows the mind to run, shadowed by emoti..
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I am not sure how much the phrase is understood.A case of who gives up first.Who flinches.Case of equal wills, both will lose.Bad timing, one loses it..
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You have to feel it.You can't just go through the motions.Touching the keys is not enough. You have to caress them, and at the right moment, pound the..
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Scars will fade, memories will dim.Part of our life.Easy?Never.Cherish the fading scars. Hold on to the memories.If only to pass along the strength.A ..
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Odd.The feeling is still settling into my mind.No reason it would have been seen, but I have been there, and all it can take is the one thing.With ama..
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Wouldn't it be nice?Just a touch, a hazy glimpse of the future.Something barely noticed in passing.No longer.Once was enough.Please, never again.
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