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This image,
this feeling,
this confusion,
this thought,
that is held in my head
that is locked away, under conciousness
that looks out
with sardonic glares,
and menacing stares,
upon a world that is, perhaps, after all,
a joke,
and laughs at it all,
while it exists next to all serious thought
laughing at myself,
ridiculing the other side,
of a confused mind,
its taut,
like a rope,
ready to break,
and fall away,
into the depths of today,
that slowly passes on,
under the half-bliss,
and half-hatred,
that inhabits,
my mind and world,
and it laughs.
It laughs its itself
alongside emotion,
exists this,
this sarcastic,
mockingness
It laughs.
what is this?
this feeling,
this confusion,
this thought,
that is held in my head
that is locked away, under conciousness
that looks out
with sardonic glares,
and menacing stares,
upon a world that is, perhaps, after all,
a joke,
and laughs at it all,
while it exists next to all serious thought
laughing at myself,
ridiculing the other side,
of a confused mind,
its taut,
like a rope,
ready to break,
and fall away,
into the depths of today,
that slowly passes on,
under the half-bliss,
and half-hatred,
that inhabits,
my mind and world,
and it laughs.
It laughs its itself
alongside emotion,
exists this,
this sarcastic,
mockingness
It laughs.
what is this?
Yup added and all!
Ty!
Ty!
LOL yup. I should of put this last time, but nice post.
Btw whats your MSN addy? (if you don't mind me asking)
Btw whats your MSN addy? (if you don't mind me asking)
Well, you could ask - 'WHAT IS THAT?'
;)
;)
It's an Xbox, isn't it? ISN'T IT?
Ahem.
Ahem.
This image,
this feeling,
this confusion,
this thought,
that is held in my head
that is locked away, under conciousness
that looks out
with sardonic glares,
and menacing stares,
upon a world that is, perhaps, after all,
a joke,
and laughs at it all,
while it exists next to all serious thought
laughing at myself,
ridiculing the other side,
of a confused mind,
its taut,
like a rope,
ready to break,
and fall away,
into the depths of today,
that slowly passes on,
under the half-bliss,
and half-hatred,
that inhabits,
my mind and world,
and it laughs.
It laughs its itself
alongside emotion,
exists this,
this sarcastic,
mockingness
It laughs.
what is this?
this feeling,
this confusion,
this thought,
that is held in my head
that is locked away, under conciousness
that looks out
with sardonic glares,
and menacing stares,
upon a world that is, perhaps, after all,
a joke,
and laughs at it all,
while it exists next to all serious thought
laughing at myself,
ridiculing the other side,
of a confused mind,
its taut,
like a rope,
ready to break,
and fall away,
into the depths of today,
that slowly passes on,
under the half-bliss,
and half-hatred,
that inhabits,
my mind and world,
and it laughs.
It laughs its itself
alongside emotion,
exists this,
this sarcastic,
mockingness
It laughs.
what is this?