Journal: the universe is -------------------------------------------Mood: The Usual Hollow
god damn the burning match, the dying breath, the familiar pull of hope and sorrow, the pain, the joy, the greedy youthful yearning. How orderly, indifference rests, atop it's mounds of gold: Ignorant shiny pile of ashes. From dust, to dust, to emptiness. No treasure withstands the test of time, no life can live forever.
And so, we burn as matches,
casting our worthless hues against the darkness
until it swallows whole our passions
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