Thursday, October 07, 2004

It all finally ends in sweet nothings. Too many turns, all ending nowhere. Nowhere to go. Dreams seem futile. Nothing at the end of it all. Subjugation seems better. Too difficult to be independant. Too many thoughts though, mind won't stop.

Cause...Effect... does not exist, not here at least. Just sweet nothings, still there is struggle. Still hope, Still life, Still frames, all of them!

People walk, people go, people talk, people think, but who are people? who are they?

Run, run, run, run to nowhere. Run because they are, Run because you can't be still. Run to catch up. Run for your life.

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