Every morning as I wake up, I try to leave all my memories behind, but it keeps on crawling back and hits you like a facade with mostly insane and stingy kinda sense of belonging. The doubts and confusion of the past never set you free.. Whom you chose and what you had will always stay with you. A facade.
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