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i hate drama. i hate writing these words.
but these words are in my head.
and they refuse to leave.
not ready to go just yet.
perhaps if i get them down here they will let me rest.
ignorance is bliss,
and i'm no longer ignorant.
we are what we were made,
and we are what we do.
destruction is much easier than creation but there is no turning back.
but these words are in my head.
and they refuse to leave.
not ready to go just yet.
perhaps if i get them down here they will let me rest.
ignorance is bliss,
and i'm no longer ignorant.
we are what we were made,
and we are what we do.
destruction is much easier than creation but there is no turning back.