Fence

Nothing happens now in my life purposely
Time seems to flow to me aimlessly
Opened up like giving me new eyes to see
I should drown deep in words like in the sea

But I don't feel ready
I'm shutting myself down in my sleep
Under the cushion I carve out my dreams
Subjected illusions I lose up my schemes
Won't like to be left in this state for more weems

I'm so predetermined to stand alone it seems
But I know it is just an illusion of fence

a reply to: Agleaya

I think I have discovered my weakness, which causes me to stray from the path.

a reply to: Agleaya

Oh no...

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I think I've exhausted the limits of the Creator's patience with my bluffing... Lol.

I'll get to work soon.

a reply to: Agleaya

Ouch...

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This hurts me deep.

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What do you think my friend?

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Are you there?

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I can't see you.

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...

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*goes to sleep*

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*has an awful dream*

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*wakes up*

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God, I feel so lonely.

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The more the artist hurts the better the work is!

a reply to: Agleaya

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!!!!

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ᛏᚺᛁᛋ ᛁᛋ ᚺᛟᚹ ᛒᛖᚨᚢᛏᚤ ᛁᛋ ᛒᛟᚱᚾ, ᛗᚤ ᛞᛖᚨᚱᛋ...

a reply to: Agleaya

Now I feel it!

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