terça-feira, dezembro 04, 2012

[116 / Post-Shattered]

You came from a place where poets, philosophers and artists gathered to create you.
[ breathe in ]

And yet they forgot to tell you not to mess up with other people's concepts of "expansion" (past) and "voidness" (present).
[ breathe out, slowly ]

People like you don't come around often. People like you don't exist.
[ ;_; ]

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