She don’t feel a thing no more,
Emotions have run dry.
A beautiful soul with so much light
It all has seems to have died.
Raw and real, life of the party
Turned superficial sad, dull and quiet.
All she knows is vanity. Looking good saves her sanity.
Suddenly it dawned on her that she wasn’t so special anymore. With no more spark she became just like everybody else.
A cold hearted, materialistic boring average girl.
Pretty and numb
Gave up on love
Days go by slow
With nowhere to go
When the amusement train rides the crystal railroads once in a blue moon only, hey, conductor? Update the schedule will you? We seem to be eager to ride and ride and ride as much as we can get away with….
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hang on hold on move on.. these are words people are told in such times but i wont say that.. i would say embrace this destruction.. the cruelty the void the pain.. and make art of it because this is what it comes for.
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Indeed !! Thanks for this ❤
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Always ! 😊
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