You must remember. Most words aren't real. Most things that your eyes will wonder through are thoughts and thoughts and thoughts, that I forced into a few meaningless sentences . Nothing is real.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
I dont know if this was aimed at me. But it gave me chills.
"you dream of sharing your heart, instead you share your bed. Your heart beats empty and cold from all the tears that you have shed."
I am but a hopeless heartless poet living in a world that adds up to nothing, I find beauty in simplicity while I search for a flame to maybe keep me going
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