Can you imagine?
Feeling all wrong
Inside. Outside
Lost like a wave
Weak but strong
Sinking against the tide
Can you believe?
A liar chanting
Truths. Hallucinations!
Posessed like Porcelin
Taking, taking, taking
Then crashing damnations
Can you see?
What you do not believe
Outside. Inside.
Lost like a People
Ready to deceive
Already dead. Alive.
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Superbly crafted - read it twice.
Thanks Micheal, sometimes the words just come as if by witchcraft
it is hard to describe how these words made me feel.. other than empty, or lost .. not for myself.. but for all those who are yet to find them and still feel nothing... N
Thanks Neville, you made that sound pretty profound!
on reflection, I just shocked myself.......... (lol)
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And yet 'nothing' is 'some-thing' in itself, Yes?! Unless it's some sort of annihilation, or non-existence?
Nothing comes from Nothing?
Something always existed?
It was about more than nothing. You are right!
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