Monday, March 18, 2019

Die id, Die...

Something tells me they are killing my humanity until I really am a ghost and they can do what they want...

I'm not old or new, like middle school, fifth grade like junior high...

When defeat, repeat...

I wonder what they will do with my soul after they have killed my mind and body?

Oh, I forgot, it's because the living are abusing the dead...

There's sense, and the more common nonsense, and the oh so rare common sense...

I want to age gracefully...

Have you ever noticed that trying people are trying...

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