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Time Does Not Exist
Contributed by
MG_Akela22090
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Saturday, 22nd April 2006 @ 11:22:44 AM in AEST
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Time means nothing in the end. It means space between the bad and the good. It just gives energy to the beast; it never fixes anything.
The truth isnt fair. You always wanted me, but in the end, this would be destroyed. This reality is killing me, everything that was good, is dead inside of me.
I feel you in my sleep. I hear your voice everywhere. Why cant you just let me be? Just go somewhere else.
Why did you love me, if you were going to leave? Am I that intolerable? Am I nothing?
I gave you everything; I destroyed my life, just so you could see me. I killed the pain, tried so hard to be everything you wantedeverything you wanted to see. But now I lay broken and bleeding, just look at me; a reminder of harsh reality.
You cant say you care when you cant stand me. Am I that stupid? Am I that blind, because I cant be everything?
The corpses line the streets. The dead laugh in their sleep. I hear their voices ringing in my skull, wont you save me? I dying, cant you see?
I guess its you whos blind. You cant face reality. I loved you once, its my fault, cant you see?
Youll never fix this with the clock on the wall. Time just gives this energy. And one day youll regret never loving me the way I loved you.
This reality is killing us and this space between will break us. Im not blind, I can see just fine. I can see everything. In retrospect well always regret never facing this. Time means nothing. In reality it doesnt exist at all.
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Re: Time Does Not Exist
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by desireemiote on
Saturday, 13th May 2006 @ 11:30:57 AM AEST
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The illusion of time indeed.
It's not your fault and this jerk is not worth your time. I know this sounds stupid but I've been there. Too many times. If you need someone to talk to who won't judge you and will keep her mouth shut and just listen or talk up a storm depending on what you need...
cuddleupnwiner on yahoo and aim
cul8ter14@hotmail.com put eisenhower or some random word in the subject so I dont think it's that stupid spam stuff.
I will continue to read your poetry and comment away. If you want me to back off on the personal commentary, just say so. I will completely understand.
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