How far I can go on.
Till when I can go on.
When the movie is over.
When the human is over.
When the devil starts.
When the spirit stops.
Active changes into negative, positive changes into narrative.
A rain that the sad sun brings is warm more than when the light of the wish shines.
The things which were piled up is heavier than something changes.
Exhaust The brain before the muscle decline, Eat the oxygen more than anyone else before move the legs, it's the world of the lump of inconsistency like a horse which was cast a spell which an egg is changed to a carrot.
Just breathing is the most difficult thing in this world, more than live and die.
The things of nothing change to the thief thing and goes on, and leave necessary things at a plat home.
The things going on nowhere is only the meaningless things.
What get and dump, and which one pick.
Hate the world a poet has, refuse a real world, admitted things are only meaningless words.
It's up to you what you choose.
There is a purity to choose without freedom of choice.
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I write simply the meaningless words.
An old-fashioned words which reduces the emotion's covey by half.
A brain which can't find a new way of covey.
Is there any answer if I go on.
Understand enough there is nothing than go on to believe there is something.
The words which come from my brain, the words I want to tell, the words which is overflowed.
I don't need anything. Dump everything I have.
When I think like that, The way I'm going is becoming lost shape that is floating like a paper.
tingling tingling, I'm going on with pain on my sole.
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