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Till my dying breath...
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Yeah I know. The whole poem came from my attempt at abolishing my emotions through the use of logic. Only for nature and the human condition to spite my efforts.
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Till my dying breath...
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My mind has nothing but contempt for the contraditcting nature of my heart.
I know the fact that I'am, and always will be alone, but deep inside lies an undying ember of hope. The unyeilding desire to find another. No matter what I tell myself differently, no matter how hard I try to kill it. Drown it in sorrow, strangle it with pain, numb it with indifference. I fear that it will remain smoldering, Till My Dying Breath. |
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