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There is so much to life I wish I could have changed.
The deaths of those I've witnessed, the hurt I've caused to those I love and the mistakes I made in life.
Sometimes I wish I could start again rewrite my story from its prologue to the final chapter. 

If we could would we? 
The calm I've found inside my soul lately is a testament to the chapters I've written, the pain I've felt and dealt to other's, I think life is a bitter cycle sometimes, an ever changing cycle of karma and I really do think we create the life we lead somehow. 

Where would I be today if life was different? 
What would my mental state be without my depression, anxiety and stress? 
Who would I have loved if not him? 

I done something foolish lately, I don't know why.
It thought me something so valuable, that no matter how low we feel we shouldn't. 
The emptiness I felt after brought me to tears, she came out and cried with me. 
She gave out to me, she pushed me to see the bitterness beneath it, the sweetness it released wasn't worth the suffering and the pain it brought and the confusion it caused. 

We as people need to make mistakes, we need to witness certain things and we need to face our demons to live, to learn and to grow, without such events what would our ultimately story be?
One of clear blue skies, ice-creams and the perfect family were we all grow up to be fantastic?

Life is unpredictable at times.
Life is unforgivable at time. 
Life is to each of us, our own. 

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