Thursday, November 17, 2011

Your Mechanical Love Device

I write everything down except what is really in my head. The massiveness of thoughts multiplying into oblivion is compounding at the speed of light. Each emotion fracturing into another thought or story which ends up blocked by my own physical realm.
The smile you see is just to hide the pain which has been caused by every person within an arms length. No one here takes even a moment to truly give a flying fuck.
I have given. I have loved. I have spoken.
The pages and wires of which you ride speak loud and clear of what has become the leading care in your life.
LOVE, TOUCH and moments of true connection do not render any value in the lives of people anymore.
The only reason I am free to go on is because of the AMAZING LIFE that sits beside me everyday. Her eyes are the window into my soul. Her smile is the sun. Her voice is the song.
I do not see anyone who has impressed a care farther than themselves.

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