tHe paSt iz a Puzz|e,|yk a bRoken mirrOr. as U piEce it tOgEthR,u cUt uRse|f,uR image keeps ShiFtInG nD u chAnge wIth It. it cUd destrOy u,dRivE u mAD,sEt u fREe.

I wAntEd a PErfEct EndinG.noW iN d EnD i hv |eaRnT,tHE hArd wAy,tHat GOODBYES wiLL aLwaYs HuRt,piCtureS wiLL nVr rEpLacE haVinG beEn tHer,mEmOriEs,Gud oR baD,wiLL bRing tEaRs nD wOrDs caN nVr rEpLacE thOse fEeLinGs. sOmE pOemS dOn't rHymE,AnD sOmE stOriEs dOn't hAve a c|Ear bEgInNinG,mIdd|E AnD eNd.

u Wer |yk mAi cIndrE||a dream bt dReams hV a NaSty hAbbIt Ov gOinG BaD wEn uR nt |oOkinG at thEm.

thEre iS nO markEt fOh YOuR sorRoWs.sO,nEvEr AdvErtiSe yOuR fEE|inGs.thErefOrE..rEA| oR FaKE,aw|Ways SmI|E

||~ iTz bEttA tEr bUrn oUt thAn tEr fAdE AwAy ~||