Snow snow I want more snow. I want it to be all over the trees and cover up all the ugly gray buildings.
But today I fall down from so high. This mind is a curse and a gift.
Mind like a river, it goes as it pleases. I can't manage with myself how can I manage with anyone else.
There is so much power in one's mind, how much you are able to create, some wouldn't believe it.
Or our imagination, how deep it can be, and the fact mine has gotten even deeper and richer the older I get.
I wish I could tell bedtime stories to little kids. Why I'm so fucking stuck with my childhood.
And the tragic things evolve by themselves. I never knew there were people who actually had perfect life.
No, not a perfect, but a life with out these black holes sucking all the good out, making every memory so bitter.
I used to believe they were as broken as me. But that wasn't true. Why was I so stupid?
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