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I have nothing to go back too all possible earthly bonds are broken and raped by hate theres nothing for me to feel except but time of the once, reminds me of the anxiety of love and the yearn to feel others within you're arms those whom by blood you are bounded and separated by abandonment pain and addictions why would I go back to something that doesn't exist anymore and cannot be recovered any longer time has to be lost in our minds so life itself can heel like a open sore time within it's own merges of selective memories never under minds everything but love that grows within a shattered past the lost paradise of a dream they had that still live in us love hoped to conquer everything but the designed path to strive for more then happy ness but to full fill the need to become bigger then life I don't want to be any longer with this heart that burns inside of me