Tick Tock
Tick Tock
Tick T-
It can end just like that, your time. One moment you are here the next you aren't. No one really knows where you go after your time here ends. People have theories, but that is all they are. I imagine a Paradise that is hell. Alone. Where I can sing and scream with no one to judge me. I can burn it down or build a kingdom. No sleep. An island.
Then I get lonely. Waiting for nothing. That is all. I can do whatever I want, but have no one to share it with. That is hell and Paradise.
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PoetryThis book is... different. All who read question life and its surroundings. Everyone who passes by will go on with the same mind process of how the world works as they have always had. This story-- These thoughts may make you question whats right a...
