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Thinking back to a time I cannot recall, a place in mind, never recalled. Time passes, filtering faults for nothing more than to obscure reality. Wishing I was where I wasnt, but where I am without myself is lonely.

Doing everything for the right reasons never got me anywhere. Wasting my life away in a hope that I will find the fulfillment I am looking for in someone else, always trying to make things work while walking on broken eggshells.

What I think I have found, I am sure, too, will come and go like everyone else in my life. For what reason would anyone stay with a falling plane. One day I’m sure I’ll find love without repercussion, without a price of pain.

For some reason I cant stand to walk away, even in the fate of my own demise. A disappearing act, one day, one day.