I can't think. My mind is overwhelmed with thought. The words can't break through me and my opinions are nonexistent. The facts are heavy; so hard to understand. What I feel is so simple yet it's slowly escaping from my grasp of being. The tendance to be dead is norm.
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Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
