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“
And when the rush fades,
we are left hollow,
staring at the wreckage of who we were.
The mirror reveals
no rebel, no hero,
only a shadow of a self
we barely remember.
Still, we return.
The cycle repeats,
not because we do not see the cost,
but because the void terrifies us more.
Better the burn,
than the weight of the fall.
”
― VERSES OF THE BROKEN: Echoes From A Fractured Mind
― VERSES OF THE BROKEN: Echoes From A Fractured Mind
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