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I wrote a story thing!
Enjoy :)
Since the beginning of time, man has stumbled along, tripping and wavering at the smallest and largest problems, questions, insecurities.
We indulge ourselves in intelligence, questions all we know and see,
a thirst for knowledge and experience that is never truly satisfied, the fire in our heart, never truly extinguished.
We lie to ourselves, knowing that deep in our subconscious, we know we want more, and more. abstains by our nature of convenience
Wishing to indulge in only the best, only defined by the individual.
We set ourselves apart from one another, we break everything we touch, then frantically try to fix what cannot be undone.
Such as the likes of a curse, we have been set aside for the destruction of all we know. Pointing fingers at the mirror, monstrous accusations with unrecognisable weight on our consciousness. our entity.
forever playing a game of self doubt.
Some choose to stop time, become all but a whisper in their blur of a world, meaningless to all but some who have convinced themselves of importance.
Some choose to create flame in our world. While trying to save us, they only speed up the already gradual, imperative demise.
That however is life, choices that are made can be made by whomever pleases to make them, only bound by their obstacles.
Any may choose their path, whether in the dark or the light, whether in the gray of the middle. In the end we will only be drawn by ourselves to what we see as a burning light. Our destiny is only as we make it
Only entwined by our choices and by our influences. The golden, broken and white wings of solidarity leading us to the last breath of mortal air we will take, then sent off into the next step of our disillusion.
Enjoy :)
Since the beginning of time, man has stumbled along, tripping and wavering at the smallest and largest problems, questions, insecurities.
We indulge ourselves in intelligence, questions all we know and see,
a thirst for knowledge and experience that is never truly satisfied, the fire in our heart, never truly extinguished.
We lie to ourselves, knowing that deep in our subconscious, we know we want more, and more. abstains by our nature of convenience
Wishing to indulge in only the best, only defined by the individual.
We set ourselves apart from one another, we break everything we touch, then frantically try to fix what cannot be undone.
Such as the likes of a curse, we have been set aside for the destruction of all we know. Pointing fingers at the mirror, monstrous accusations with unrecognisable weight on our consciousness. our entity.
forever playing a game of self doubt.
Some choose to stop time, become all but a whisper in their blur of a world, meaningless to all but some who have convinced themselves of importance.
Some choose to create flame in our world. While trying to save us, they only speed up the already gradual, imperative demise.
That however is life, choices that are made can be made by whomever pleases to make them, only bound by their obstacles.
Any may choose their path, whether in the dark or the light, whether in the gray of the middle. In the end we will only be drawn by ourselves to what we see as a burning light. Our destiny is only as we make it
Only entwined by our choices and by our influences. The golden, broken and white wings of solidarity leading us to the last breath of mortal air we will take, then sent off into the next step of our disillusion.
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Very nice.