Forgotten verses of yesterday

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About Me

I decided to break down and write something here. Too bad I don't know what to say. What's there to know about someone who doesn't exist? Even if words capture the essence we are still at a loss for what they really mean. But I know. Then again, maybe I don't. What does it matter anyway? In the end we all die and our words fade away. I'm just here to brighten someone's day. That's all I have to say... I think.

I'm on the brink of a breakthrough, some sort of mysterious meaningful match made in heaven, lost in hell. That might be it. I can never tell. It was just supposed to be a few short lines but then I found a pen full of ink. Where was I?

Ah yes on the brink, the brink of a breakthrough if I do recall. What does it all mean? What do they call it when they are dead? Maybe instead I should delete it all and leave nothing in its place. But then I'm back to where I started. What was the case I was trying to make? I give up. I leave in peace, I swear. Here I break. Take it as you will or won't. I know in the end I don't know. I can't see. I'm nobody...