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what is a question but what is an answer. The real beginning of a strange situation and a melody it follows by itself. It's scary and it hurts of different intensities. Would it be weird to laugh one or two times? Please remember the first time.

questions

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Of a strange star. Many promises were made, could it be the air or the poison? Many reasons of memory. It hurts, a bite of love. The trap was set and we started spinning. One escaped the other stayed. The game was set. You cannot continue without the others move. Lead the cheater in a true end. A tone fell down like a drop. Was the final end unpleasant?

Ceremony Scissor

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Why am I crying. I'm the one who decided to be away from my friends. Just so I can work. work, work, work. Is this really the adult life? I'm the one who decided to work and cast them aside but why does it hurt. What do I work for?

business owl

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I guess I never truly was human. The reason I no longer log in to chat with people who are my friends. I made this life of mine a busy one. I have prefer to be buried in my work than to chat with people and interact with them. I have started to stop caring for them or even care for their troubles. I wonder where in my heart did it decided to just shut out everyone and care for work only. I wonder if this is normal. I wonder if I really lost my human heart to not care anymore for those online friends. I just do not feel like speaking to them anymore. Letting them in my life, pleasing them to later walk away from them without any care. I wonder really, have I turn into a monster.

masked soul