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Walking Passes the Time


I dive deeper into my obsession
The one I crave
The one that sates me
Only to make me hunger again
And the pain in excruciating, almost unbearable
Until he is with me, and I am whole-and I am him

My shoes are long since gone
My feet, my sole source of protection
I smell the vibrant life teaming all around me-life without him
It turns my stomach and makes me wish I was dead

Crave, hunger, lust, want, all the same, all selfish
All I am is selfish, it is survival and defeat
I cannot resist
I survive and I loath my self
Then is when he comes, when I am burried in self contempt

And I want him
And I hate him
And I cannot think past him
And then we are together
And nothing else matters
The world is hell, and he is my heaven

So walking passes the time...

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