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Feel every bit of this Nothing, As it leaves you Cold and Alone On the ground. Smile and laugh. Tell me things you Don't really mean. Lie ..

this has nothing to do with candy

A second version of Unfinished. Its very different from the first one

So here we are. Past the point Where cutting corners Just doesn't cut it Anymore. So here we are Ffloating past all preconceptions and what we ..

An old poem of mine

Look me in the eyes Tell me what you Don't see. I'm a shadow of myself... And you, No part of me. Turn your face away From this light In m..

I finally named it!

I've no idea what to name this! ...just trying out titles

Theres not Really some trees talking... :)

Writing Hand moves Useless words Cascade forth from My head Down my arm Only to be stifled by Thought