But how could you live and have no story to tell? (free time wordsmith)
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Every night moon tells me how darkness around him was only ment to glorify his charm
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The silence of my madness can never be interpreted by loudness and wildness of emotionless souls around me
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Constant suffering made my heart numb, it no longer hurts or loves. Just beats silently
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Life lies and promises a lot. It distracts us with these promises and takes us slowly, step by step towards the only promise it's meant to keep
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Suffering is a payment for existence
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I started glorifying death since life turned it's back to me
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There's no point in running from loneliness, we all are ment to be alone one day and only a lonely heart can embrace the loneliness of grave
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You can't live if you're not alive especially for a soul who's living with an eternal silence in empty void and is eager to get rid of this mortal body
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Death is not an end for a soul whose story starts after death
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Love and hate are not just emotions, we love something when we find it familiar or understandable and hate something when we can't understand it's complexity or unfamiliarity
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I was blessed with chaos after questioning everything around me in my life
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We're nothing more than another face another soul another mortal, in the ruthless eyes of time and death
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Our perception, the only thing we claim to be ours, is shaped and influenced by everyone and everything around us, means we don't belong to ourselves even being ourselves
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We all have a part of ourselves which we keep in a cage behind several walls, yet it haunts us and is eager to gain complete control on us to come out and to destroy us completely
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Among us there are some who carry the burden of their egos, actual beasts of burden who only moves forward with the whip of others praise
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Some people can't discover themselves so they ran after others in search of their own self
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