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say yes mean no
We all long for a peaceful time.
We all long for fun.
We all long for acceptance and sympathy.
We all long for silence and noise.
We are disputed.
Never exactly knowing what we want.
Only realizing it when it is gone and too late.
We want to feel warm.
Safe and around the people we like.
We want to hang out with friends.
We want to be away from our friends.
We want to stay with our family.
We want to leave our family.
We say we don´t miss them.
But we miss them.
We say we can live without them.
But a part of us will be gone with them.
Say yes mean no.
Say no mean yes.
Can we be honest with ourselves?
Or are we lying to us ?
Is the image we see in the mirror really us?
Or is it just an illusion?
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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