November 23, 2014 (1:01 A.M.)
I haven’t been able to sleep My mind is occupying me full of these thoughts... Not entirely negativeJust thoughts that get repetitive And then I put the blame on myself I'm crying tears of sorrow. Perhaps I'm watering invisible plants. I can't believe that bad things happen to good people until they do. Death and grief. Food and people. Why people?
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Our world
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