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In the law of thermodynamics, there is this thing called entropy. The Merriam-Webster dictionary summed it up as utter chaos which is to say not mild nor in the middle but the omega and you are my beginning. One thing I hate more than my involuntary capability to breathe is uncertainty. See, I get lost in my thoughts so much that one mistake branches out until the whole thing explodes into one big misplaced dilemma. I'd spend nights awake despite my screaming eyes breaking down everything I've said, everything you've said. And by god, am I tired. You used to lull me to sleep. my polestar, you are every disorder these eyes could muster but I am willing to remove myself from every brink of defeat. I'll stay in this isolated system if you'll hear the subtle touch of my fingers saying, I'll wait for you come back for me.
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Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 9:45 AM UTC
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In the law of thermodynamics, there is this thing called entropy. The Merriam-Webster dictionary summed it up as utter chaos which is to say not mild nor in the middle but the omega and you are my beginning. One thing I hate more than my involuntary capability to breathe is uncertainty. See, I get lost in my thoughts so much that one mistake branches out until the whole thing explodes into one big misplaced dilemma. I'd spend nights awake despite my screaming eyes breaking down everything I've said, everything you've said. And by god, am I tired. You used to lull me to sleep. my polestar, you are every disorder these eyes could muster but I am willing to remove myself from every brink of defeat. I'll stay in this isolated system if you'll hear the subtle touch of my fingers saying, I'll wait for you come back for me.
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Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 9:45 AM UTC
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