i think that there's just a little bit too much hurt in this world.
the kind that cuts deep, the kind that destroys lives, the kind that lasts till your dying breath.
that's all possible. that's all inevitable.
but, there's this kind of strength, with undying hearts and red eyes.
a kind of miracle. a kind of song we sing, the kind which last beyond our dying day.
the kind which carries us through storms, the kinda that leads us into light. the kind of laughter in the midst of your bullshit.
that's the kind of life we aim for.
that's how you want to live before you die.
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