a year... in the devils presence..
anyone? hehe.. this might be the last post of the year.. God knows when I will write anything again.. i just had a sudden urge to write something somewhere no one knows about... besides.. my blog is already probably anonymous.. forgotten..yes...
anyhow.. the review of this year... its like having to play a whole football match with no shin pads.. a game i used to be passionate about... now a game played with lies and deception... i once thought of being whole.. but missing pieces no where to be found.. how i wish someone would appear.. to steal me.. like the stolen child.. I sit here in this chair.. staring at my screen... yes... i'm still thinking.....
the better half of this year belonged to this moment... the 2 quarters i prefer to speak more of than the previous 2.. i stay envious of how complete another is... yet i do nothing to complete me.. yet again i rant rubbish worth forgetting... i hear sounds of disappointment .. i have to forget..
anyhow.. the review of this year... its like having to play a whole football match with no shin pads.. a game i used to be passionate about... now a game played with lies and deception... i once thought of being whole.. but missing pieces no where to be found.. how i wish someone would appear.. to steal me.. like the stolen child.. I sit here in this chair.. staring at my screen... yes... i'm still thinking.....
the better half of this year belonged to this moment... the 2 quarters i prefer to speak more of than the previous 2.. i stay envious of how complete another is... yet i do nothing to complete me.. yet again i rant rubbish worth forgetting... i hear sounds of disappointment .. i have to forget..
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