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Can you recall what was said or what was done to you

To turn your life around

It’s like you’re in a revolving door at a shopping mall

You’re always just going in circles

And I know you so well because you’re thinking just like me now

You either go back out into the cold

Or be pushed into a mob of superficial strangers

But the time will come

Where you will snap out of this dying state of mind 

Feeling like you are in a limbo between hell and hell

And you will remember that you are alive

Both consciously and subconsciously

And you will embrace it

And I will kiss you goodbye

And I will ask you to write

Because as the color returns to your pale soul

You will have to leave

Because I am reckless

And you are fragile

Because I can recall what was said and what was done to me

To get me stuck in this goddamn revolving door

It was everything that I have heard and have seen

It was life

The beauty contradicted by the ugly

The lies that create truths

The love turning to hate

And the hate creating new love

There is always good in bad

And there is always bad in good

I just simply can’t see one without the other

So when you’re back to being like everyone else 

That is when this ends

But I will write back to you

And I expect for you to eventually stop opening my envelopes

And I will understand

Because that’s life