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[october_tragedy]

I want to know the meaning of it.
I want the night and stars.
I want to see them all fall.
I want to chat with Kerouac and Ginsberg on a rug in a dry field.
I want to feel important.
I want to know if i should end it now.
I want to feel alive.
I want to die.
I want to try.
I want your voice in a paper bag that has no opening.
I want to leave for good.
I want my heart to go away.
I want to put God on trial.
I want to wake up from all of this.