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a poem, oh a poem what shall I write if I am to write at all. about me? about you? what’s the difference ? about life? about death? i can’t seem to tell them apart about love about hate it’s not so black and white why write at all one might ask as they stumble through life begging for the answers while cursing the questions. why even bother one might ask as they stare into the abyss of their laptop screen in the lonely stillness of the night. what is it all for one might ask as the pain swallows them up stubbornly refusing to regurgitate whats left.-------------- why?, you ask.... sorry, i can't help you with that one
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 8:48 PM UTC
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a poem, oh a poem what shall I write if I am to write at all. about me? about you? what’s the difference ? about life? about death? i can’t seem to tell them apart about love about hate it’s not so black and white why write at all one might ask as they stumble through life begging for the answers while cursing the questions. why even bother one might ask as they stare into the abyss of their laptop screen in the lonely stillness of the night. what is it all for one might ask as the pain swallows them up stubbornly refusing to regurgitate whats left.-------------- why?, you ask.... sorry, i can't help you with that one
elijah-master
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 8:48 PM UTC
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