April 25, 2010
I used to that, twice by Jeff Walker
Twice first time
unhappy choice
Don’t do it
You may continue
Only in your prefabricated ideal
Can you exist
Flailing failing, inhaling
Persist, parasitic mist of my mind
I exhale, am bound by sight
My frightened world, made dark
Through realising the only truth
Is secretly mine
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