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Standing here like a child long left in oblivion Staring into the deepest abyss of the hole- Stuck like my most important part, now Created after quick perforation of emotions One quick tumble down the street - Astray Think back, Think one more time ; vertigo! Drop down to unconscious limbo - trying! Eyes still open to illusions around vicinity Yell a silent disapproval of praxis- moving on! Hold me! The fall comes back! Pull me up ; my hand stuck to my heart!
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Oct 18, 2013
Oct 18, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
Forlorn
Standing here like a child long left in oblivion Staring into the deepest abyss of the hole- Stuck like my most important part, now Created after quick perforation of emotions One quick tumble down the street - Astray Think back, Think one more time ; vertigo! Drop down to unconscious limbo - trying! Eyes still open to illusions around vicinity Yell a silent disapproval of praxis- moving on! Hold me! The fall comes back! Pull me up ; my hand stuck to my heart!
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Nepalese
Oct 18, 2013
Oct 18, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
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