A knock at the door is what made my day.
A knock at the door.
A surprise.
A person.
Who cautioned me not to get my heart into this..
I haven't, I won't and I also can't...
The truth is I don't feel anything at all.
And I don't know how to begin to feel
Again.
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the truth about freedom
The space between inhale and exhale the space between stars fill up with air, and collapse into dust I walk a sunlit path and breath...
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Reality's company Is such a bore. The disability to believe in ability. You are all created from my imagination, Objects, obstacle...
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And I'm breathing But the air is still. And everyone around me Looks painted from my mind. Just voices in my head, Just whisperin...
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