Sunday, February 10

i can't run away from it
again and again
i am jaded
even when bliss surrounds me
even when melancholy holds me
it is the way it is
i can't run away from pretence
is this all, everything?
this routine
so hot so cold
so wearisome
i am done with motions
with smiles, with tears
everything is simply

absolutely nothing at all.

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