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¤. ° * Every recognizable thing gets completely different in the dark
¤.° * I dream away in reality , going far away . where the sunshine wouldn't catch me . Where the moon is at my reach , stars twinkling just above my head ; a world created by my mind
¤.° * I'm drowning , but I cant feel any water around me .
¤.° * Why is it that I'm passionate about something but not strong enough to achieve that ?
¤.° * Perhaps this might be the end
I've done nothing
I might do nothing
I am doing nothing
But I am done breathing.
¤.° * Is this it ? My worthless existence hanging by a thin strand of string ? Writing thoughts that no one would read?
¤.° * I'll be gone .... No one would notice ... I'll come home .... I can't wait to come back home
¤.° * Curl up on my bed
Let my blood freeze
Eyes closed
Mind dead.
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