Stiff as hell. Fade to black. Blackness swells.
Forgetting never felt so good. Yeah, remembering
only as a reference. Today is gauged by how
unhappy I am not. I can still hear what's going on
back there and I don't care. One would struggle to
find some kind of peace of mind but I just don't
care. Once would struggle to find some kind of
peace of mind. Even when this dance is over I
won't stop moving. I will never miss a beat. I
would not be able to move like this without having
walked through your door. I would not. No, not
without having my eyes shut... or having watched
them burn. Shaped, redirected, reevaluated,
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get you next time.

Much like discipline is the price to pay for
progression, the admission price for happiness is
often suffering. Regret loses it's luster and
appeal after considering that where we are in our
lives is merely the product of experiences and
decisions. The not-so true madness that others put
us through becomes a standard with which to
compare our happiness to. So thanks for getting me
in. I won't be paying you back.