in the darkness never being seen
to lurk in the shodows of the dead and unseen world
were the death
meets thine life
the pain shall last not
but a moment
as the blade runs
runs gently down my wrist
then i ask
y
y did i do this
yet it is late
to late to stop
for pride
pride that drives me
so here i shall lurk
in the world of death
waiting for those
those that will never see
see the truth
the truth that lays
that lays inside me
for i am alone
and never seen
by those that hate
me for me
thou they hate
they dont know why
why must they hate
hat in me
so here i will ask
askith thee
is it worth it
WORTH IT TO HATE?????
intrigued
intrigued i am by thee
to say
love is to hate
and hate is to love
so we stand not knowing
cause and effect
effect and cause
to do one
is to do the other
nor to love
nor to hate
is to not feel pain
nor joy
so this brings
a question of all
to define
define what we feel
is pain not the root of life
is joy not the nector of reality
tis it worth to love
and love alike
to hate the ones
the ones you love
so to say love is hate
and hate is love
then my love
is my hate
and my hate
is truely my love
so to hate thine foe
is to love thee
so to feel is but a morality
without feelings do we live
or do we die
to feel is to live
to feel is to die
is this not enferior
so not to feel
would be to never exist
without feeling
we are but a dream
to this is another of the questions
are we the dream
or the dreamer of the dream
are we not the dreamer of ther dream who drempth the dreamer
are we real
do we breathe
how do we feel
should we feel
if we are the dream
when we dream
does the awake
are we here or there
we are BUT MORALTIY!!!!
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