Nobody. No body. Nothing. No thing.
Wonder what it's like to exist--
Not live life in limbo,
Wait and drift.
Brittle.
Let them make cracks.
Careless.
Care less.
Fade out.
Exist
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About Me
- manna is a hell of a drug
- I tend to think too much. Like way, way too much.
fuck you, world.
I love the contrast in what you write to what I would write, its like a ying, yang.
ReplyDeleteI also prefer exist to fade out, so like that exist is the last word that goes into my mind when i read this piece top to bottom.
Nice style - short, sharp.