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dark, light and everything in between
two sides to the concept of time; follow it till the day one dies, or let it go to free ones' mind;
i see this thing for what it is; in the grand scheme of things it's irrelevant;
1 second, 1 minute, 1 hour, month or year won't change the fact-this experience is one big flash....
here's the facts.... life is like one big "show and tell", like kindergarten class or something else;
I'm like that guy that wear's his hoody up with a hat-preferably in all black; sitting on a building top-thinking how this ish called "life" is very bad
like a warzone fitting to unhatch; if this whole bs does collapse....I prefer a "peaceful" path ....
if I could choose how I would die-i swear on everything I'd be relaxed.... I'd never touch a drug like crack but something strong to send me back-back into the state unknown
instead of feeling like a "clone"....
this place called earth can make you apathetic; perhaps not cold but numb to the core; staring into the deep abyss with a "feeling" such as emptiness
"far gone" watching "life" play out; eyes wide open without a doubt-that pleasure is what it's least about; I see red rain just pouring down/out....
this is what I feel deep down, when I stop and take a look around.... the "quiet guy"....why is/was he so quiet"-perhaps because he's "dead inside"
and getting by-this dreadful existence we call "life"
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