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Maybe the prize isn't always won by falling into an abyss.

The whole world is crazy but they say I am the mad one And that is just because I know when to run. But believe me, all of my reasons were you.  Or was it me? Or did I see a me in you?  Now they pity you, And I pity them for pitying you.  Because they don't know even a bit of you the way I do.  And you know what? maybe I didn't need the love prize. Maybe it's just a grey reel in a rainbow disguise.  Or maybe, just maybe, I wasn't meant to be there from the start. Or running off wasn't the important part.  Maybe the important part was realizing, you weren't my finish line.  Or the map to my true destination needed a little redesign.  Maybe the prize isn't always won by falling into an abyss.  Maybe it is as simple as knowing what standing still is. Follow us on our social media handles Instagram   Facebook   Twitter

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