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Thursday, April 23, 2009

Disoriented state.

I don't understand. I don't understand a lot of stuff lately.
Sometimes, it seems like I'm trapped in a black hole. No exits to be seen and no entrance to be found. No where to runaway. In a godforsaken perlieu and sod, crying for mercy. Wailing won't do any good either. I own a right bare hand and the left, accompanied by a pocket knife. Or.. would it be more prominent to substitute those for a pen and paper?

There. I lay, formulating my thoughts and engraving my heart on to a piece of paper. I see nothing. I see a void instead of my aesthetic etchings. Am I hallucinating? I don't fancy day dreaming. Not at all. A literal world is what I cherish most. Or am I lost? Lost in my own wraith territory..
-Phonyskinter

♥ Aisyah H.
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