Thursday, September 23, 2010

Miss Misery

Lost conviction is lost humanity.

Life flashes before me. Then everything changes in an instant.

There is no magic anymore. The only thing left is a black hole where everything goes in and never comes back. There is no moment of clarity, no screaming truths, and no more epiphanies. Just confusion and lies all over again. Just that. And no more.

It stops there and proceeds no more. Indeed, a dead end.

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