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I have so much pain in my soul, but there's beauty in it.
There's beauty in the words I write, the words I sing.
Although, I don't share my poems or stories on sites like these.
It's not meaningless or lacks passion.
I don't interact with what I feel often but when I do, it just damn near breaks my heart that I've emotionally/physically locked myself up from others, from myself.
Especially knowing that I've single handedly ruined alot of things that could've made a difference in my life.
It's unfortunate of the things that I've done, It's not like I truly did something unforgivable. I guess, that's what I need to do, I need to forgive myself for the things I didn't do or say.
I talk past tense, I talk present, I hold my future in the palm of my hand and I'm just stranded, really.
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