history repeats itself.
it is, tonight.
everything seems to be shifting.
different parts of your life, going back to normal
and yet, in the wrong places.
you really were so in love
and now, it creates hysterics
in laughter and maybe tears, eventually.
but for now, the sky is dry.
you're sure that's why
there isn't a bitter bone in your body
there isn't any hate left
for you to shove at anyone;
down throats or sewed onto eyes.
one emotion that you never believed in
and rarely do, still.
but you're sure you'd swear by it.
philosophy is against you
and it's hard to stick to your own morals
when one emotion clouds
everything you ever built up.
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