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Why do I feel like my life is building up to nothing? Every day I drudge by as if the hands on the clock move slower and slower with each passing minute I begin to question…
Why?
Why?
Why must I find it necessary
to question every moment’s authenticity
while the people around me carry on ignorant
of my fragmented sanity
that is slowly
splintering beneath me?
Why?
Why?
Why must I find it necessary
to question every moment’s authenticity
while the people around me carry on ignorant
of my fragmented sanity
that is slowly
splintering beneath me?
Published 24th Apr 2013
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- Edited 24th Apr 2013 5:59pm
24th Apr 2013 5:58pm
Great questions to ponder pillory
well done video too...
strider
well done video too...
strider
