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i drown when i see youwalking the opposite wayand always trying to find myselfin the trees oranywhere elseit's hard to make senseof the anticsof which i endureto see through all ofthis.- zed z.
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supposed to happen
i've got a view up in my mindand its filled up with darknessand something. it's hard to move on from thingsthat are too hard to move on from,or am i wrong?drowning in the notions of what was"supposed to happen"and nothing particular pops in myhead.allowing situations to happen andpass for now we'll see who has the last laughin the end.- zed z.
dripping in disdainand walking throughtrees as if anythingelse mattered.water and cheap vodkakeep me trecking, sometimes, and sometimesnot.alone in just another roomas if anything else mattered,sometimes.- zed z.
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lobbing the bird farenough away that Idon't have to see or thinkabout these things anymoream I suppose to drop all cause?am I suppose to just maybe upand disappear?situations seem to say soeven when I'd rather notthere's oughta be a reason thatI'm trying so,even when you turn and lookthe other way.- zed z.
it has been quite awhilesince I could say that Ihave had a "good day"patriotism has always flownright over my head, as Inow wear in right on top ofmy headdrifting from cross roads tocross streets, pretty muchaimless in all my directionlet me tell you; there ain'tthat much to really dowhen your personal standardsaren't set all too high.- zed z.
short of breath at six in the morningand I haven't slept a lick since I didsometime yesterday, or somethinglike thatin company of annoyed people,we like to think up a half-ass substance to justify why we kindadon't like each other, I only came hereto relapse, tearing my veins up from upunder and out of my bloody skinself destructive in most aspects, if I'm not hurting than its hard to realizethat I'm even livingto find some sort of reason in this painI dug a hole, put up a door, and calledit homeI feel like myself whilst in the rut of stuffan identity manifested via welts, bumps,and bruisesdripping a trail behind me of reds andblues.- zed z.
alone inside, a fast foodrestaurant lobbytalking to myself as the companyI'm with watchesso haphazardous,in my morals with a real lackof compassionslightly genius, or am I losingtouch with all reality?there's sense in what's sense-less, or is there?sometimes, only god can tell.- zed z.
the ceiling always making surethat whenever I happen to losemy head, that I don't float awayand escape for goodnot too fond of anything aboutthe present, I woke up to a badday already, and by 6amI'm pacing in circles outsideforever hot and from the beginningthere's no avoiding these terms oflife that I at some point must haveagreed to. did I sign my soul awaywith blood? or is dealing with life'ssuffering merely a persistentsuggestion? would I have the backbone to say no? or would I keepdoing what I have been all alongsimply letting all of the bullshitkeep on happening?- zed z.
when summer ends
you can share this shadewith me, that isif you plan to stand andstay here, even if justfor a little whilethe ties to anybody I usedto know have been severedmaybe for good reason?I seemed to have notgotten that far, at leastnot yet, you knowcalling it quits by earlyafternoonI'm unwilling to play summer'sgames all damn dayanother day, another uselessdollar spentthough truth be toldif it was all up to meI'd turn the lights off by 9pmevery night.- zed z.
Space & Such
in the process of distancing myselfas far as I can get from the edgesof the earth as it turnsI've lost any semblance of self withinthe waters reflection more times thanI can countliving my life as if i don't care all toomuch anymore, and it's becauseI kind of don'tkicking up dust as I fall flat on myback from standing uplosing sense of what-is upon impactall alone in these two shoes.- zed z.
changing my mind
validation sought underneaththe sunlighthot as fuck, every step that itake draining a decadeat least just abouton the hunt for something elseper usualwho would want to feel this way?the way I feel, nobody really icould imagineand if dreams could come truethere's a chance that I might seeyou outside,walking the other way.- zed z.
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making the same mistakesthat I always have madethe consequences getting worsewith each round that happensif I were to fail now,I wouldn't be able to see theway outand I hope that by all meansI'll be able to fix this somehow.- zed z.
I'll miss you in the momentand the moment's passed byit's beef when I'm hungryit's booze when I'm dryI loved how I loved youbut the love has passed nyeI'll miss how I've missed youI won't tell any liesI'll hum the same damn tunewhen thoughts come to youjust friends was the endingand that end is done throughin the kitchen, I'm hungryin the fridge, when I'm dryI'll miss how I missed youbut the love has passed nye.- zed z.