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clean slate, new journal
not for my friends, just for me and who ever stumbles upon this hapless piece of internet.
Today I sat in the dark for a minute to try to figure out why lonely people do it so often. And now I know why. Shadows suggest anything could be lurking. The light so blatantly shows that no one and nothing lies in waiting, malintent or none.
i am pretentious and i offer no excuse. i wish i was slightly more loveable, and that's the only truth i can offer today.
in the last level of hell there's ice
and any tears you cry freezes your eyes shut
it's too fitting for a world where sins are so grey
not for my friends, just for me and who ever stumbles upon this hapless piece of internet.
Today I sat in the dark for a minute to try to figure out why lonely people do it so often. And now I know why. Shadows suggest anything could be lurking. The light so blatantly shows that no one and nothing lies in waiting, malintent or none.
i am pretentious and i offer no excuse. i wish i was slightly more loveable, and that's the only truth i can offer today.
in the last level of hell there's ice
and any tears you cry freezes your eyes shut
it's too fitting for a world where sins are so grey