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[fatethirteen]

lets make it happen.

unsung canvas, like nothing you've ever seen.
the thought behind those eyes is much more then predicted.
the cracks in these walls are growing with the displeasure creeping through them.
this is like nothing you've ever seen
numbing in these days, why can't i feel anything except for you? how come i'm writing these loose lipped poems in hope you'd understand?
for sure you don't understand.
understanding myself even feels though its not a possibility. mind numbing in fact, that i can't feel anything.
i can't feel anything
loose lipped in the moment,
for dire lifes sake a moment cannot last this long
why does the moment drag on for eternity
i can't let go of what i've worked so long on
but so long might in fact be for a few moments
how could i tell anymore?
the moments drag on still,
and i'll pretend that my hope still survives,
deep within the thoughts of myself i seem to forget who i am.
i don't think this is getting me anywhere.
so just think, why should i talk to mynself and pretend i understand?
when in fact, i'm the most confused of all.