so...another day passes through the looking glass
i spent it trying to remember my temper is just a lasser endeavor trampling smaller thoughts to dismember this hopeless ness that grows deeper in gashes
what was never meant to be but happened to forget itself in revealing that what it meant to me is a second secret pointlessness in this unconcious reality
.
[lights another coffin nail]
.
starting everyday before dawn
ending it just as another begins...
it gets kinda old dont you think?
.
[puff]
.
but i disemble
then again all i've ever done is break shit down and dismantle until it is i that resembles nothing
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[takes an over dramatic drag]
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and until i can think straight ill always remember the longing and chasing after something
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[exhales slowly]
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if only i could remember what it was
so...with the path unclear and nothing decided i walk another trail in shadow, sober alone and devided
come...walk with me
i will not touch you
unless you want me to
do not fear
i'm not after anyone
for now
.
[pulls out another cigarette]
.
anyone got a light?
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