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you lay in bed and transfix your eyes on any old thing this is as easy as life gets they find the ceiling fan it isn't on, but it's doing just the same as you this is good, right? you ponder on things that are so far gone like the last time you hugged your brother or the last time you wrote him a letter and never sent it out downward spiral you become lost; cradled by longevity but in an unsettling way you think about how life is too drawn out to do this everyday this mindset is torture atrocious clouds, unimpeded they encompass your brain and an unwelcome curious side consumes you i wonder what death is like?
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Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 3:44 PM UTC
Cradled by Longevity
you lay in bed and transfix your eyes on any old thing this is as easy as life gets they find the ceiling fan it isn't on, but it's doing just the same as you this is good, right? you ponder on things that are so far gone like the last time you hugged your brother or the last time you wrote him a letter and never sent it out downward spiral you become lost; cradled by longevity but in an unsettling way you think about how life is too drawn out to do this everyday this mindset is torture atrocious clouds, unimpeded they encompass your brain and an unwelcome curious side consumes you i wonder what death is like?
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Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 3:44 PM UTC
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