I hate this pendulum swing
I hate this stupid silence
I love the nothingness to swing
I love the calm that it brings
I hate this part pretension
I hate this forced purging
I love this separation
I love the eventual healing
I hate that I am calloused
I hate that I still feel something
I love that there's something to feel
I love that I am calloused
I hate being weak
I hate being strong
I love that I have to accept my choices
even if they are wrong
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