tears fall,
and people change.
i`ve seen a lot of this lately.
life gives you a sink or swim,
i say speak or be forgotten.
the holding of anothers hand no longer exsists.
everyone has become numb.
the only feeling of sadness or depression comes from pitty for ones self.
black holes,
they`re always deeper then they seem.
life is a pattern like bricks in a wall.
it`s all in how you lay them.
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