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Life

I won’t follow the rut made by both kings and paupers alike. I stand out in a crowd of look-alikes who refuse to adopt my views as plausible. I live life as if I won’t be here come morning. I live my life smiling at the monsters that swim in their hate only because they’ve never been loved. In hate you shed silent tears and adopt the invisible scars that are the most difficult to hide. Love those who hate you not because they hurt you but because they too have been hurt.

(2013)

Written just because. I think I was trying to refine my writing and this was the result.

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