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27.3.10

It's okay

I'm nearly tired of seeing these things.
I see myself in a year or two.
I see a broken mind, no potential.
I see this when I see you.
So I continue to do what I do.
And justify my actions as well.
Because I'm not sure which is worse:
Bordum in heaven or the heat in hell.
I'm always cold anyway.
So maybe the warmth would be nice.
But would I change a single thing
If I were to live this life twice?