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Music is life, 8 circuits is phun.
synesthesia
you know you want it,
so hit that button and ask away
Please remember,
to never forget,
what you want to remember...
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Whats the point
I flipped hundreds of pages to no avail.
Oh, how do i possibly express
this feeling of remorse?
Nothing fitting comes to mind.
It seems no word in this book
could possibly do justice.
No, its something more than that…
These familiar pages
only offer empty promises.
Words themselves
hold no true meaning any more.
…Much like my unfulfilled dreams.
I no longer have any need for impressive words.
This simple one will do.
“Tomorrow”
…doesn’t even exist.
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If we worked without ambition,
spent our days with time on our tails,
never thought we were happy,
and will now disappear,
without leaving any memory.
Then what…
Just what…
was the point of us?
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oops, its already recording!
Okay, um…
I’m on my out to say goodbye to this world.
I might not make it very far.
But even if i only make it one step.
So long as time permits me.
I want to see this world with my own two eyes.
I want to leave proof here that i existed in the world.
So, if there’s anybody listening to this.
Please remember me.
Remeber that i was alive.
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Now that i think about it,
even though i wanted to change my self,
somewhere inside,
I was convinced these days
would go on forever.
Now, my time’s up.
What can i possibly do
with so little time left?
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I scaled that hill
in these dirty shoes.
But if this is what reality holds.
I’d rather have never known.
I’d be happy climbing this hill,
never knowing anything.
No real summit…
An endless mound of earth…
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
No hill.
Nothing ever there.
Not even my birth.
No value.
No reason to live.
No reason,
to even die.
This prayer without answer
from a god who never even existed.
