The time eraser

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The pressure the reality of it all, the pain it stings like alcohol on a bullet wound.

The emotions, their aimless due to all the confusion.

The thoughts are left there for you to ponder on, to wonder with, to suffer with

All the stress is like water, it's heavy when pulled together,

It is hard to move in weight, but when the pressure builds it explodes to a careless stream.

Time is patient. Life is virtuous.

its pointless at times but meaningful most times.

Live it, love it, do it, be it.

the pressure of reality erases all the pain.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 17, 2012 ⏰

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