i cry out the massed molecules of this malevolent multiverse
for a cessation of this tortuous existence.
i never want to hurt anyone ever again.
i walk through the field of flowers and leave behind nothing but ashes and arsenic.
i am like a lonely hurricane inside a china shop
i destroy everything i touch
and only wish to be loved.
i have apologized
until sorry is no longer a word
simply a jumble of sounds spilling out of my mouth
with no meaning
and no purpose.
i could say it to you
in every language in this wide world
paenitet
désolé
triste
scusate
and none would be enough.
Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 7:43 PM UTC
i cry out the massed molecules of this malevolent multiverse
for a cessation of this tortuous existence.
i never want to hurt anyone ever again.
i walk through the field of flowers and leave behind nothing but ashes and arsenic.
i am like a lonely hurricane inside a china shop
i destroy everything i touch
and only wish to be loved.
i have apologized
until sorry is no longer a word
simply a jumble of sounds spilling out of my mouth
with no meaning
and no purpose.
i could say it to you
in every language in this wide world
paenitet
désolé
triste
scusate
and none would be enough.
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