Those Moments Some Time Ago
Many a time ago the pain I felt was hypnotic and paralyzing. Many a times they claim to understand, they don't. I’m me I’m living this not them. Who knows what it means to see the path of least resistance? Who lives in that moment, that dimension where you feel that power, you hear the whispers and you listen, and you squeeze until the weight in your hand drops and then it all just drops doesn't it? not that you would know you're already dead.
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