The clustered thoughts of random emotions,
Mixed, like vomit.
Taken in, then thrown out again.
The time that passes,
A sign of success or failure?
The light dims.
The future is untold - and will never be shown.
The cracked lips with never-ending blood flows.
Yet, still alive, and it ponders.
Never again, shall one be whole.
Impossible,
Such insignificance.
Speaking what my mind thinks.
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