I now know what to write here


The cold needle runs against your skin.
Pulling against every little fibre.


He gauges the weight, dimensions , the severity of the impact and he then just leaves everything to fall.
I will act now. I will act now. I will act now. Henceforth, I will repeat these words each hour, each day, everyday, until the words become as much a habit as my breathing
Even if its against my better judgement.
Why not?
I now see why I dont and shouldnt gamble.

It like...steam building up.These emotions and stuff.
Troublesome things.
Too bad I cant get rid of them all together.
It builds up and seeps through any way it can

Some times it scalds every one around you.

Back to that point where the only person I can honestly talk to is myself.
I really hate repetition.

Abstracts of Destruction, Anger and Solitude
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Alistair Douglas


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