finding something to keep a hollow heart pumping in shallow lungs is easier said than done and while we're all struggling to stay alive , recycling thoughts and emotions that have spawned from another , we're fighting a losing battle , because nobody knows what we’re looking for or what it is when we get there ; people, places, memories, objects .
today , I thought about my life.
i thought about changing my ways .
some thoughts are meant to be kept a secret .
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