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My life is a song. 

And to be honest, It's really sad.

Because i never quite understood why the chorus was such a sad tune.

Unfortunate events one after the other, from the womb to when you read this.

I only had one thing and I wanted so much more.

But I really began to understand that in order to have freedom, we must let go.

So I let go. I fell to madness and inturn began this cataclysmic painting.

Who was there to pick up the pieces?

You weren't. Nor were any of you. 

But You were.

I tried so hard to hold on. But my palm couldn't quite grip reality.