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but words do not help. i've come to the end, a tired mind. incapable of new thought it leaves the future. gives into the fall, wanders around, no more can it break down, alone or together.
flow has ceased. the trash bin too is empty.
embrace. wane return.
flow has ceased. the trash bin too is empty.
embrace. wane return.
posted by lev at 1:45 PM
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At times like these I pull the plug.
I let myself go into the fallacy of believing that life is no more, that i am dead.
And out of this fake death springs back life, a fresh mind....things get back to normal.
Its like a fuse..
..try it. maybe it'll work for you ?!
At times like these I pull the plug.
I let myself go into the fallacy of believing that life is no more, that i am dead.
And out of this fake death springs back life, a fresh mind....things get back to normal.
Its like a fuse..
..try it. maybe it'll work for you ?!
like shards.of broken glass.his words.slit open.his soul.white scars.new gashes.deep.but the blood has dried.a silvery spirit.now.leaking through.between the world.and beyond.oscillating.they sit and watch.the man.becoming more and less.fighting.alone.himself.in the dark.they sit and watch.wishing.a smile upon him.beams of sunshine.new sunrise.wish him back.
angels. look upon. compare. i can not. try. i fail. down. i cry. a context. a promise. a question. a name. hope.
am i dead. will life begin
Speechless.Cud dis moment b real?
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