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What did I become?(wait and see)

Am I still alive, or is this all just memories? Am I on my death bed,looking back at at my misadventures and fallacies? Am I slipping in to the abyss, are these my last thoughts? Is this my pinnacle, did I ever learn what I have been taught? Did I live the life I hoped for and envisioned, Or have I lived a life full of regrets because of my decisions? Did I find love or did I wallow in hate? Did I practice what I preach and fight against what people call "fate", Or did I submit to my anxiety and fears? I can't help but wonder is this ink so wet because of all my future tears?... I'll wait and see and what is Ment to be will be, if it suits me. But I'll have to wait and see
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EnRoute
26 / M / South African
Published
Apr 23, 2014
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#future#past#surrealism#introspection#transcend
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