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Like every other day
With purpose in their eyes, but in their heart of hearts they know what they're living is a lie the alarm goes off at 6am so they can walk into a job they hate because they need the pay, all time does is take from them but it never seems to give always waiting for the day to come when they finally start to live all too scared that one day soon become just like the rest only walking with the crowd because my dreams have been oppressed that one day will look back on life at the opportunities that missed and realise never truly lived all did was just exist.
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ㅤㅤ. . [ 𝅦 ] Moment that you've been knocked down is the moment that it counts and the moment that you've lost yourself is the moment that you're found you can see the world much clearer when your eyes are filled with tears the only way to not be afraid is to learn to face your fears, you're not really afraid of the dark you're afraid of a lack of light and it's a fear of falling when say scared of heights the only reason know sad is because been happy before may say the world's an ugly place but only seeing the view from your door.
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ㅤㅤThey warn us to not make homes out of people. they say it will hurt too much while they're gone. but what are these beating hearts good for if not to be a place for others to belong?
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ㅤㅤMy heart is a home with many rooms with empty spaces for people to stay, and sometimes we are lucky and find ones who remain with us even when they are away.
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ㅤㅤBecause we all have certain people that for some reason feel like the safety of home. it's true that without them you might feel lonely but at least you are not doing life alone.
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ㅤㅤㅤThere are parts of others you need to take care of and parts of yourself you need to give and while missing people is like being homesick, i think this is how we are meant to live.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤꔫ︪︩₊ ᣞIllicit Affairs

Make sure nobody sees you leave hood over your head keep your eyes down tell your friends you're out for a run you'll be flushed when you return. take the road less traveled by tell yourself you can always stop what started in beautiful rooms, ends with meetings in parking lots and that's the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and longing stares it's born from just one single glance but it dies and it dies and it dies a million little times.
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