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Confessions 2014

Demented confessions from a tormented empty vessel. Drowning in hate while wading in shallow waters of fear. Fear of failure in future endeavors. Hate....hate over him, her, me, you, them, everyone, everywhere, today, and tomorrow. Hate of this knowledge that these rings that bind us will be the noose that kills. Yet, there you lay asleep in a lap of comfort. Like a prepubescent child ignorant in the trials of yesterday and nightmares of tomorrow. Blind towards the tears that carry hopes and dreams. Goals that will never be achieved. His plethora of greed assaults my determination and batters perseverance beneath the asphalt. Love. Useful? No. Useless. A euphoric utopia that does not exist. Freedom, never to be felt or found. Perhaps that's being too needy. So here I'll remain. Selfless to you, to everyone. Ashamed because this beast is unwilling to be tamed.                                                                      


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Confessions 2014

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