the truth.
does that exist?
sanity
isn't that relative?
a purpose
is there only one?
life
what does that mean?
love
holds the world together
most people
think love is only about having a boyfriend/girlfriend
souls
are born again if they didn't finish their real business and i think i might be proof of that.
craziness
makes life a bit more interesting.
doubt
burns my skin and drills into my head constantly.
all credits on this poem belong to me
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