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Your choice is to age like a fine wine or a rotting carcass
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To love one’s self would be an achievement for the ages
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by fillinyourblanks
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Everyday is a chance to start anew
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Quit putting off living for the day it might be the right time to do it, for one day whilst waiting, the end will come and you will be left with nothings
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Even on the days you feel you haven’t moved an inch
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The words you think/say matter
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Never let fear stop you from living
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A sincere congratulations to everyone who made it to 2021, and a moment of silence for those who we lost. May this your be better than the last
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I fall for the way that I cut myself Down to far too simple definitions - I can run if it helps, I can run away (Short hint: It doesn’t.)
Poetry writes itself, That’s a better story My heartbeat is violent For the way that I’m scared Of rejection for being, A simple curse A simple blessing; I can tell I exist, I can tell I live.
I open my doors and all flows in, I close them and the heaviness presses me Into a pre-formed image. It’s a deadly hug, The suffocation Calls for me to have a heart and let me out; It’s getting heavy down here, It’s getting weird how you tell me I’m not wrong while you hide me away.
I fall for the way I cut myself As I speak while I try to insist To look at the color of my blood Trying to tell yourself it was any different.
My memories drown me - Memories unsure How to interpret one Or another word; Memories unsure Where the line between ignorance And carelessness lies.
Acceptance can be a tricky thing, Another tale of conditional love; It hurts to be yourself - But it’s okay ‘cause I’m free now.
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Reason to Live #4925
  To be able to give a gift on my best friend’s birthday next year…and next…and the next…– Guest Submission
(Please don’t add negative comments to these posts.)
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