dream diaryI turn my head slightly and whisper my friend to silence, shadow disguises him but I sense the unknown. My consciousness allows me no deep thought so I discontinue bothering myself with the matter of not knowing the person at my back. Painfully slow steps bring upon a bright opening, the light becomes illusion as I step through, surrounding me the black paint moves and distorts my perceptions, my eyes and nose burn from the vile fumes. I send my sight around the malleable wall and search the pillars for the irregularity residing within. I am rewarded with my seeking, I glance back to my friend and find him gone, seemingly he is gone frodream diary
deja vuI am trapped in the vice like grip of boredom My stomach knots as I try to escape this maddening exile My eyes water from the effort of holding back the dark thoughts Still they come I look to my past, my present, my future I see only the dull repetitions of a meaningless existencedeja vu
My mind drifts, turns to the lost and confused Boredom is replaced by anger I think of those who claim to be my friends Pretending, laughing as I turn my back Now comes bloodlust I long to scream in rage, to tear myself apart I cannot I am calmed by the perfect silence
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~Im lonley... need a friend?~
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~Im lonley... need a friend?~
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~Im lonley... need a friend?~
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LOL Why stoner Sammy?
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~Im lonley... need a friend?~
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