why do i feel like i'm barely breathing? why do i feel like i could be somebody else? everything i touch starts peeling. i constantly put my life on the shelf. living in this moment. breathing in the air. nothing last forever. but we don't seem to care. why should i care? when life isn't fair. my heart will repair from the rips and the tears.
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