I'm staring into the eyes that I could get lost in like a mountaineer gets lost in a storm and I'm taken by it swallowed up by it . I may try to claw myself out but why do that when I know I can't win I've fought this battle a million times in my mind but when it goes down to the realistic version that people will know about and will remember me for ,well in this version I underestimated my opponent and I lose this time opposing to all the times I have dreamt of it ;all those victories could never compare to this loss.
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PoetryThis consist of venting,deep thoughts and just randomness, I don't know if this is what your looking for but these are just some deep thoughts that run through my mind all the time. I can't stop them and I feel the need to express them so here they...
