Sometimes I feel that my world has come crashing down before me. Loosing control of the situation and feeling the ultimate harsh conveyance of what was said. Words so descructive that can shatter a soul. Breaking my spirit into tiny little pieces that molds into a box without any windows. Feeling stuck in a hard place but cannot break free, only feeling each pieces of my faulty existence in the dusk.
Then I think to myself, only I can allow this. So, should I stay or should I go?
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