Behind the mask

Broken thoughts and ideas that had agendas, it was driven, it had purpose, responsibility.  At it's highest peak, it felt like magic, something you feel deep inside yourself, and you know that the feeling is profoundly real, and never want it to disappear.
Well it vanished and left nothing close to what it was.  I myself miss this... feeling that once guided me.  In my lonely times I look, but it's nowhere in sight.
We love in different ways, but love never disappears, we learn to live with the best memory that we had, and except that it is gone.
Memories live forever.

IFOUNDSOUL

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