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I talk in circles.

What do you matter to you?. When you can work that out, then you will be able to be happy.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

1998.

I'm drowning in nothing,
Nothing real.
Nothing left
Nothing.

I'm losing myself,
Sinking, deeper
Down.

Silently leaving,
This behind.
Nothing left,
But me.

I'm hating myself,
Hating.
Everyone hates,
Me now.

Everyone,
has changed.
Everything,
Has changed.
Everything,
Has changed, but me.




Stabbing westward - Drowning.

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