10-26-2009 04:29 PM
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I am brick. |
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no sleep
no rest
i am weary
nothing is real tonight
everything is a static picture version of what it used to be
a carbon copy of a carbon copy of each previous moment
i am nothing but a shadow
in the corner of a photograph
a dark blur, just beyond the reach of the light
i am not alive in any sense of the word
i am in a conscious coma
a numb suspension of animation
there is only one thing that i can feel
there is a constant itch
an insatiable, biting, stinging urge
to bust down the closest...
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