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We grow apart Only to come together, Another day, Smarter.
Bullshit. I know very much who I am. Sometimes, the pros simply sound like the cons. Sometimes, I win from both outcomes. Sometimes, I’m indecisive. That is not a reflection of the entirety of my character. My plate is stacked, And perhaps my burden is invisible to you. So before you pass judgement Educate yourself;…
Sorry… An empty word A sorry thing A placeholder for an action plan. Meaningless, yet Given out like Halloween candy.
There are so many things I wish to say to you– Though somehow, today My silence says them all.
“Let go,” I tell myself Of what was And what wasn’t And what will not be.
Silence Cuts deeper Than any word Spoken by man.