Everything falls apart
I am nothing
just an empty shell lying
on a distant shore
waiting to get crushed by
the ocean
and crushed I will be
shattered into mere nothingness
never to return
nothing is left of me.
Nothing.
fredag 12 december 2008
Shattered
Everything falls apart
I am nothing
just an empty shell lying
on a distant shore
waiting to get crushed by
the ocean
and crushed I will be
shattered into mere nothingness
never to return
nothing is left of me.
Nothing.
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dying to self is sometimes the only form of true rebirth...
Det är nästan för sorgligt... kom tillbaka, Ida! Det kommer nog att ordna sig. Kram
What a beautiful picture, but very sad poem. But, somehow, the picture and poem come together as one.
i can almost feel the forlorn longings just by reading your words and looking at your pictures.
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