And When The Time Goes
Seneca
Words mean nothing.
Stale air and a hollow heart.
Words so played out.
I am the epitome of self wallowing and mire.
Go search go seek.
Act like nothing is wrong, you know it tastes so good.
I will stare at this forever, and I will bleed this forever.
You can justify this if you wish, with nothing for words.
I will blink you away.
And you will never kiss such cold. If I wanted you killed, you'd be dead already.
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I declare war.
You'll never take me alive.
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