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https://t.me/TrueExistential/8671 a man will die but not he's ideas

death can't stop us; nothing can.

death can't stop us from wanting what we want, from changing who we truly are.

they might be able to stop us by taking our lives, but our ideas, our memories, and our story will always haunt them. not just in their nightmares, but in their waking lives too.

they treat us with death, but little did they know that we're alive, more than those walking corpses themselves.

it's always by ppl who think they're the only ones to be right. wrong. every single one of them is wrong.

come on, satan, surround me. all your love's like a fire burning on, and all white wide like an oasis, all your love's like a fire burning on and on.

so go, go on and love what you are.

to be like me is to suffer along with me.

to get along with and accept who you really are is a hell of a road and i fear i may crash the fuck out along the way.

i'm becoming exactly the opposite of what i thought in my perspective, but a win is still a win tho.

lately i see myself in things that i tried my best not to look at when i was younger, and it makes me feel sick.

all this pain makes me believe i'm a better artist now, an excuse i tell myself to act selfishly.

it's complicated how i feel. know i'm not supposed to say but i have to get it out so my insides don't turn black.