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Mar 2013
Purpose...
the very essence eludes me
Leaving to wander at the
edge of something what
was thought to be
reason
Lost under the spell
of a moonlit nightmare
I succumbed into the
failure of logic behind choices
and the light
has been blinding
since regret became the only sun
I am
not
what I'm suppose to be
and sometimes
I wonder...
I'm alive
only because of
black breathless
dreams...
Mek
11.02.09
Mek and the Infinite Madness
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