"The life I live"
Drip, Drip, Drip, I fall and stumble as The pages fall into puddles. Splash, splash, Everything crashes down As it all is tossed into the trash. Ripple, Ripple, All of a sudden, all the pages crinkle. All these tears can hold so much, They fall onto the pages. The tears are as numerous and grand as the stars of the galaxy. Each tear is slightly different from the other. As you go on in life, I sit here crying, writing about what could've been or what should've been. As you ride the waves, I become my own wave of misery and depression. As you watch the rivers, I become a river only flown with tears. As you face your fears, I stay hidden amongst the pages. Wallowing in my own tears. Thinking things that should've been thought of from your side, but you never cared once. This is the life I live. As you go live one life, I live a million different ones, beyond these vastly different pages of tears.
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