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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Alive

Breathing, surviving, existing...is not living

I fear
A moment
When time stands still
And yet moves on
When I am stuck
And the world still passing
Unnoticed
Unnoticing

A moment
With nothing to look forward to
No passion
No love
No laughter
No smile
Just me
And countless faces and names

A moment
When I realize
That I exist
But every breath seems pointless
When I can move
But have nothing to move for
When I’m alive
But have nothing to live for


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