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Created on: October 27, 2008
You act as if you don't know me, therefore you don't know who I am
I never existed, we never met...I am a mere vapour a short presence of now you see me to now you don't....
Wanna be associated to such a person, an outcast, an original mind, you walk past and pretend I am not there, we cross eyes but you pretend to be blind.
Feel nothing, was nothing...therefore I am...NOTHING!
A feeling of unforgettable but easily forgettable....infatuated with an idea but not in love.
Possible to want but impossible to keep.
Too much effort, not worth the risk. So much to give but no one willing or wanting to receive the gift...seen as more of a curse.
Always good for right now but never for good. So many views and so many opinions, statements, and reasons of why not...but no answers as to why?
Creating questions in the mind taken personally...too many mistakes, too many pasts. Spirits down fading to a dull. Waiting to just flatline...too many broken promises and too many broken hearts...unable to piece it together too late to even try. I am going, going, gone.
Don't worry don't think of me, wait you don't even know I left. A life that never was and never will be again. We will only be here once...but even that is too many.
Take me to my paradise..a light full of love, life, and laughter...something I know nothing about but would do anything to get there. How much longer? Am I there yet?
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