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I listen to music for inspiration. I take long walks with anticpation hoping for answers to things that soon become umbearble to keep inside. I look for myself with the feeling of losing something deep... I search deep inside to sometimes bring out the emotions that are hard to show. I sometimes search for thing's not knowing what i'm looking for just trying to find something good in myself when I feel there's nothing good in me. The thought of losing yourself hurts but the thought of losing the one person who shines light on what you seem to be searching for all this time cuts deep into your heart more than anything. It makes you walk the world differently. It changes your vision because its blurred from the tears falling from your eyes. These thoughts always hurt but the fact of having the one person that makes you feel loved. Having what you felt you wasn't worthy of brings out something in you that you never thought you had... The fact that your flaws are accepted by someone even when there not fully accepted by yourself makes everything feel less empty inside. I have wondered why emotions like these come about just as anybody else would. The thought of living with these emotions can be unexplainable and when trying to express these things to other's can be ugly but whats ugly now can soon become beautiful later...
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