Thinking that I would always have someone there but its not always the case, sometimes you have to stand up and fix things on your own
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I would miss the memories. I know everything about this place, it's were I grew up. I've seen it grow and change over time and I would have a hard time making anywhere else feel like home.
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I look forward to understanding, everyday things happen that I can't begin to comprhend and I'm hoping to one learn enough that I "get it".
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Joy is my enemy,
It hunts for me with light,
Waiting for my guard to drop,
For me to give up the fight.
The second I let that bastard in,
and I begin to heal,
That it hits me from behind
Making me HATE to feel.
Then is runs away,
deciding now to hide,
leaving me in the cold,
with sorrow by my side.
And so we go back and forth,
together and then apart,
Never ever do we last
and now I'm afraid to start
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