4.12.09

I now know what to write here

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The cold needle runs against your skin.
Pulling against every little fibre.
In.
Out.
*Click*
Locked.

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He gauges the weight, dimensions , the severity of the impact and he then just leaves everything to fall.
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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
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Even if its against my better judgement.
Why not?
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I now see why I dont and shouldnt gamble.
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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.
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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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