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| eni |
everdying everfalling everwondering waiting for you on the corner of a street flying past so fast i can't see it or smell anything but a thunderstorm flicking the corners of my eyes, a tiny cut, still warm blood on a community afearing. everybody knows but nobody understands the real meaning of living, but always wonder if the reason they know is wrong, should then be discarded? then, die without knowing life, live without knowing yourself. stupid, stupid, stupid. i should have know you are still here. anyway, i still wander, through torn up streets, walking inside of homes and weeping, pushing aside the brokeness with a callousness that makes me pain for myself. i realise, if i could ever do so, i life life to much for everlife. and that is the price. |
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