On loneliness

 

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On loneliness  if you never go looking for shells. 

They will rot and break away. 

A wrench of one heart is enough to slow the pace of one for years. 

The darkness broke you once again, but it was only something of repetition 

You must soften the heart to understand why others hurt.                                        

Don’t go looking for it again, instead run; far away find shelter that only you can build. 

There must come a time where you stand, up and alone. 

There is a time that will come and you dear, will become gold. 

You will become.