Hibernating love

Fri, 09/13/2013 - 07:14 -- Monro11

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Dorment, entombed. A pin drop of sounds beats against my still, frozen heart.  A block of emotions I hurl with me, it's state is not solid nor liqiud nor air, but all the heavy. It is an inanimate object that pulls my body downward to the point where my vision is darting at my feet. My eyes; the tools that caused my weak and fragile mind to shut out the meaning of life. I stopped living and just went on pushing the thick walls of atmosphere. Doomed to live without an other, even my cruel fate was dammed to split up the one person who I actually was able to get close to.    I have a heart but not a love. so I stay sleeping forever. 

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