Sunday, 19 April 2015

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I invest too  much.
I care to the boiling point of damage.
I often crave for a time in which I am unaware of the past, present and future.
I crave for the lightness that comes with oblivion.
But to never feel is to never live.
As to live without feeling is to never experience the inebriating ebullience that resides in the corners of life.
So I must be unafraid of the dark.

Of the often understated suffering that comes with the loss of someone still living.



"...to love is to stand naked"

4 comments:

  1. LOL... Nice. longest tym though. were u making us miss u?

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    1. hmmm. . . not exactly. So when is ur novela coming out? or collection of poems. . .

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