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we shift between moments

never truly the same ever

we build we create

but sometimes we forget to take away

nothing last forever

nothings meant to

except for emotions

like love anger hate joy happiness all that jazz

yeah

the world turns

people come and go

but its ok

the world a moving living breathing work of art

sometimes its so absolutely horrid i break down and cry

sometimes its so horridly beautiful i break down and cry

everysecond im aware to feel is a blessing

im addicted to feeling

its true

its the only way i know that i exist