I bore myself
tonight is not a good night.
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distance
enough has been said
but I crave for more pain
a lingering silence
a multitude of chaos
deep down inside me, I put aside your most cruel words
I’m still so deep in this desire
encompassed by an idea, that won’t ever exist
and to you, never did
my heart dies whenever I see anything Marion CotillardÂ
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for the past few nights, the moon and I have been staring at each other face to face
I need to clean up my desk(s), my room, and the office… just like I need to clean up my life.
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Curiosity strikes at the most bizarre evenings,
While walking down the most unfamiliar avenues
Such honest and sweet traces
Crumbs of peace, I wonder if they’re left for me
Though I remind myself that it is unhealthy
Wrong, poison, empty, unreal, exhausting and unkind-
I come so close to burning my hands
for just one more encounter
but what is it worth if you call out blind
Insecure, irrelevant, unforgiving and without purpose-
Allowing love to walk out the door?
It must not mean anything.
I must be nothing.
How nothing is trapped so deeply in a selfish spell,
Where nothing can never exist
I forgot what sadness felt like
