Killing Time.

We’re stars from falling from the midnight sky. The entire universe surrounding us is a big mystery. So corrupted. We only involve ourselves in what will hold us over until the next round. The next big tragedy. All this wonder. Our minds are like a web twisting around in all sorts of circular directions.. Hoping to find the right way to go.

It’s so still.. Still outside. Rain, feel free to start pouring down. Cleanse me. Nothing is ever the way it’s played out to be. We’re all guilty of murder. Killing time everyday. Watching souls slip away.

We’re stars from falling from the midnight sky. The entire universe surrounding us is a big mystery. So corrupted. We only involve ourselves in what will hold us over until the next round. The next big tragedy. All this wonder. Our minds are like a web twisting around in all sorts of circular directions.. Hoping to find the right way to go.

Some of us have a purpose and some of us are just there.

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About mollyellarae12

What might have been is an abstraction. Remaining a perpetual possibility.. Only in a world of speculation. What might have been and what has been.

Posted on November 20, 2011, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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