Yes. The title is true. I started this and totally abandoned following through with any sort of consistency. I'm sure there is maybe 4 people that look at this thing anyway. Alas i still feel like I have flaked out here, so here is a poem i wrote last week when my mind was gone.
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All i see is death
It's all i smell
It's what i taste
I feel it scraping in my bones when it's taking shape
My eyes they sleep and waste the days
Like Knots in my stomach they never stray
It's time
lay my body on a cold steel bed
Awaiting my sins and words to be read
Out loud, inside
My lips and fingertips coincide
Yelling "LONG AGO IS WHEN I DIED!"
"THIS IS NOTHING NEW; A MOUNTAIN IVE ALREADY CLIMBED!"
Long before, Ive seen this place
A life of apathy, lies, love, hate and haste
I always lose
There is nothing left
Just the thought of her face when i lost my breath
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