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Aug 2014 · 9.0k
Feelings
I have this feeling,
that every thing,
every
single
thing
is going to end.
And the worst part is not that,
is that I have the feeling
that when there is nothing more in here,
no more stars in the sky,
no more smell of damp earth,
no more soft breeze at five,
no more yellow in my neighbour's window,
no more blank pages on my diary,
no more creak from my old door...

I have the feeling that,
when there is just white noise,
I am still going to be here,
motionless,
as always.

— The End —