《Words and Emotions of Me》Better
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You can ignore me
In the hallway,
You can ignore
My birthday text,
But in your core,
You'll still think about me
Long after we're buried.
And deep down,
No one will replace me
In your head and heart,
No matter how much better
You think they are.
And I'm sorry for them
If you say to each and every one
Even half the shit
You used to say to me.
They'll believe every word,
Just like I did,
And in the end
You'll be haunted by all of us.
In the end, it's your life on the line,
Not ours. 'Cause no matter
How hard we take the swings
You take, we'll still heal.
Maybe they're not better than me,
And they'll never be,
But I know for sure
We're all better than you.
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Making magic, Forging fame.
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Raw Rothbard
I am a freshly divorced, retired special agent. My mind, body, and spirit are in shambles but I am recovering. I use this public forum to air my personal bullshit, hoping to find answers to my two biggest questions: why did my life get so fucked up even though I always tried so hard and what should I do in my next attempt at building relationships? I am Raw Rothbard.
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