So here we are again, lost and confused in a world full of misery and hate. Where the friend you love is the person you hate, and the person you hate is the lover of your loved one. Will man ever discover true love? Will every lost soul find it's way to heaven? Will the crying mothers ever rest? Will our brothers and sisters have to continue to fight for there lives? Will we ever find true love, or will we die looking for it?
I pass my days thinking of her, thinking about what her eyes are trying to tell me, is it love or simple curiosity? This is a question that I can no longer wait to know. Even while I sit here writing this I think of her, is it really her I want?
I struggle to breathe as I struggle to think, I cry as I smile, I am dead as I am alive.
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