Clash

Sorrow and joy walk hand in hand. The things that make me smile are the things that make me cry.

The pain of not knowing, of wanting and not really wanting to know overpowers me, leaves me helpless. It takes me to places I've never been, or have I?

Have I not walked this path once or twice before? Have I not learned anything?

The past still casts a shadow and it freezes me. Would this hurt me once again?

And yet, there's no more void. Pain and sorrow, joy and happiness, but no void.

Maybe... maybe this is what I wanted all along.

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