16.2.09

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'I am glued just in case I crack out'
Silly torment perhaps, but torment at the end. What was not won't ever be. Not anymore. Experience matches not. Hope that patience will.
Whiny little kid do not blow things up.
Time goes by holding hands with paranoia. Trust is the crop which should be kept growing. Trust thyself. You already trust in her. Love for temper. Love for one whose passion is as high as cirruses. Love for character.
If said by Julio. Invalid if, never-thought-of if. Knowing what is wanted tastes strong now.
Last time, giving yourself occurred even with no forseeable fortunate consequence. However, you did. Priceless tiny moment which cannot be undone. Dragged yourself. Whether there was a reason or not to such pain, the soul & belief remained. Dubiety is human. So is permanence. So is find.
Wondering now if it was an actual crack.
Or just a scratch.
Or most unlikely, a complete slash.
Finger in mouth, you looked around. Real hard, you understand. Silent at times. Swearing perhaps.
What would be the answer if I asked, 'do you believe this is your time'?
Fear.
Fear is human.
So are you, child.
Blank screens mean nothing, give nothing.
Closed eyes. Constant singing.
It has never been easy to control these chemicals. Nevertheless, chance of so falls short for there is proof of feasibility. Not-previously-encountered phenomena can be taxing. So, without trying, leave things passed by.
'D#-G-d-a'
Notes of enjoyment & beyond.
Way beyond, ain't it?
Believe...
Glued just in case there is cracking out.

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