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Torn

Don’t allow yourself to be torn between 2 people. The higher the number the more dangerous and hard people could be. Heartless thoughts, lost motivation in who they are needing to be. We are living life shorter and shorter in these days, the time doesn’t work with us ; not aware of who we are we find out selves lost. The feeling of falling or fallen for what we don’t want, need or have the time for. Pushing aside emotions not keeping in mind who will be hurt; who will be torn in the end? We say that we understand still not knowing the situation; pleading for the truth when it stairs us right in the eyes. What are we willing to sacrifice for the cost of happiness? I thought the struggles were the payments due. Some people don’t recognize or don’t care unless its them; The story change and to their satisfaction there is a balance to their personal madness. Foolish thoughts of what we are not seeing, thinking how beautiful a nightmare can be; In the end, looking back, we were so foolish believing words spoken from lips of those we believe were loyal. They are shellfish souls, in between love managing 2 separate beings, losing self-control of who they are. Their images aren’t noticeable in mirrors. Do we live the life of lies for the sake of what we think what love should be? Or are we just torn between several thoughts emotions and using our situations and struggles as excuses of what we think how things should be? Never knowing who we truly are.

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