What I Did...
There are too many things I lost myself into.
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I find almost at everything not in line with what I wanted
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I fueled with every single mistake and trespass
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I hid and guarded from everybody
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I glamored in I forgot what it felt to be the one in need.
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I showered myself with.
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I basked myself in
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I mistook for love and drunkenly reveled on, not knowing I was an echo of a ghost of yesterday, or a replacement.
All of those for what?
All for temporary happiness and false empowerment.
All the things I traded soul with...
Until one day, I woke up.
And found myself reading a letter sent years ago.
By no other than my then slightly jaded self.
Donโt let temporary things get you too drunk in happiness.
Sometimes, too much will make you lose what you wanted in beginning.
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The question youโd probably be asking now.
That my dear is something I wish for you to find out.