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Only when we have no tears
left to cry can we progress.
Only when we have slayed
all our demons can we rest.
The mind will feast on our insecurities
until we release
what hurts our souls.
Back in time, we must travel to
unravel the threads,
the reasons for the chaos in our heads.
We can choose to delay taking the first step, or
march forward.
Until then, nothing will ever make sense.
We will always overthink every aspect of our lives.
And even though the events and
people have long since died, anything
that triggers an unhealed psyche will cut like
a knife.
Only we can decide.
Do we live with the pain while dying
a little more each day?
It is tragic we must decide at all.
When the person who held the blade
faced no trial as they walked away with a smile.
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