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I've run out Worn down The air I breathe is stale and starving for life. My hands are shaking. 'Foolish' they shudder, at me.
sophh
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#ThoughtsPoem
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#Whatever
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#RunDown
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#NoLifeInMe
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#FoolishFor
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#TryingToCreate
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#WhenIAmLost
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#InTheAbyss
JodieT
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knigge.ck
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dor1316
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PenSword72
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You're not ever foolish, to me, Lovely. And your creating is your clawing. Don't stop fighting for it. *hugs*
You're not ever foolish, to me, Lovely. And your creating is your clawing. Don't stop fighting for it. *hugs*
sophh
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Thanks, Pen 'hugs back'
Thanks, Pen 'hugs back'
PenSword72
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Always.
Always.
misterlab
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"when you look into the abyss, the abyss also looks into you" --Nietzsche
"when you look into the abyss, the abyss also looks into you" --Nietzsche
PenSword72
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True. But, not always a "bad" thing. Sometimes necessary. Especially, being a part of you, if it is a part of you.
True. But, not always a "bad" thing. Sometimes necessary. Especially, being a part of you, if it is a part of you.
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