i like to fantasise
about what it’s like,
to just
disappear.
i don’t mean like
a kidnapping,
i mean
literally - into dust.
to not have a
mind that is plagued,
for it all to
just fade away.
no repercussions
no after effects,
just simply
not existing.
it sounds so strange
but feels,
so
peaceful.
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Author:
Brycycle (
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Comments1
Fantasy will become reality one day - there is nothing on this earth more certain.
In the meantime, what about a bit of living?
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