Poignantthings was started because they were the things I began noticing. I felt something emerge in my heart but I didn't understand because I was too young. Later I realised the word was melancholy and I didn't have an answer for its imploring nature. I knew it could teach me but it hurt me too, kept me from you. If I'm to be alone because I'm too sad to make anyone happy, that's how it will be. Feeling sorry for yourself never worked for anyone. I know I'm not going to be the only exception but sometimes it just takes a few moments to find another option.
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