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shrouding me with words and thoughts

maybe that is the question

Layers of curtains sweep across the hard wood floors covering me from them. I peek out hesitantly. Roaming eyes wander across seas of facele..

you think i give a damn? i don't.

Terms are only one small part of the true definition of a relationship.

we all have to play it at some point.

its a journey we all have to take sooner or later.

I’m sitting....sitting in a box. Not just any box. A black box. A small black box. A small black box with no holes or windows..

i reach.

you fill my mind with thoughts of you.