The harder you try and erase your deplorably unfortunate past from your mind; the harder it cadaverously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your blissful present; into a corpse of treacherously remorseful uncertainties,
The harder you try and erase your deliriously shocking past from your mind; the harder it fecklessly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your
burgeoning present; into a jailhouse of inexplicably inconsolable brooding,
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