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Cheers
I do not know of the divine. I do not know of this Earth. I am floating inside a mind, of someone who has drowned in thirst. Somewhere in the middle, or some place far from either, I know not my place, I just wish it’s never ether. I kind of just accepted my eyes can never see, they often blind much more than speak. For heaven never lays inside her eyes, I plead, peer through and have a peek. No longer know just why I speak, my readers far and I’m on a peak. Silence sharp and slowly kills, I sit sometimes and write to feel. Can’t tell you if I’m really real, for I let too many people near. Most of them I’ve grown to fear, who is heartless and whose heart is made of steel? My eyes too tired so I close them shut, I no longer can watch them lie, it hurts. Cuts from the sharpest blade, and I was made, to be the realest one can be, but me, I struggle and dream to flee. For I heard words of love, but saw none. It’s okay everybody, just have fun. People use you and and then they run, and I am only human, so I pour one. Some think they can steal a heart, then depart, leave you scarred, come to make it hard once you restart, but lying is all, but a form of art. Time is poison when the room is dark, and those who serve it, truly are. I’ve been waiting, drinking here afar, oh well, I can’t kno
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