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Matthew Durci Jun 2014
Hey there old friend,
So we meet again,
From start, to the end,
Is this life real? Or just pretend?
I can't explain life, nor do I have words to explain myself,
Hey there old friend, I'm glad we met again.
Matthew Durci May 2014
Running,
Freedom from yourself,
Running,
To free yourself,
Running,
Away from all you know,
Running,
Your past is at your heels,
Running,
Memories, a poison that takes control,
Running,
Back into yourself,
Running,
From life itself,
Running,
You can't escape, yourself
Matthew Durci May 2014
Why do we cling to the questions that bear no answer?
Why do we push away the one's we care for?
Why do we live free, but die slaves?
Why is this life, not enough?
Why am I not enough?
Matthew Durci May 2014
With nothing stable to come home to,
the days just drag on and on and on,
slowly I find myself caring less and less, about everything and everyone.

— The End —