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Stouble Dandards
How loud can you say, the things that ain't said.
How quietly can you scream, inside of your head.
How much of this nothing, can you consume.
How much recognition, for emptyness be true?
Back to the drawning board, I'll write again.
This time tomorrow, I'll see you again.
Make em up then break them
Make em up then break them rules are for the unexceptional. I am the exception-al ;)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
As An Avid Philosophy Student
I sit in a field
lotused
staring at a blade
of grass
contemplating
the universe
and what real
actually means
in a world
full of archaic
definitions
and finally ask
the question:
"What is empty?"
.
:D