sometimes you just wish certain shadows were people that you lost somewhere along life. the rest of the time i keep turning around expecting - hoping even - that everyone could be as it used to be. but you don't want to let go of just how far you've gotten.
i never knew just how deep i could follow death without giving in & losing myself from the real. the mind is floating in spirals while body carries on as ashes. these words mean everything, but when you think about it... you're the meaning.
2:06 a.m. - 08.20.03
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