Drunken stupor
What do you do, when you have tried? But it doesn't suffice. You put yourself into oblivion, in an attempt to feel, yet you are completely numb. To relinquish what you knew, for something new. Will you wake up or will you remain asleep? In the hopes of memories to keep. A world will shatter, a world will fall, can you say you gave it your all? To accept or to regret, a world never met.
Thursday 9th October 2014 3:49 am
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