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◇• i dont want to be seen, i want to live in a dream •◇

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○o。i wonder where she left to. the girl who with a self esteem 6 ft underground, the winter offering a coffin made of snow. i feel like she still sleeps inside me. if she's there, i don't want to wake her up. i worry what consequences bottled up pain has.. 。o○

~♧~

i said i wouldnt kiss u

but im starting to have ｒｅｇｒｅｔｓ

these things i want to do

isnt it better if i ｆｏｒｇｅｔ?

~♧~

■□ a curve in the monitor is the sign hands want to reach you □■

■□ they are gentle, it's the hands of those who saw you and embraces what you created □■

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where will it take me?

your hands are covered in glowing stardust

you fade away like it was nothing

sinking to the bottom of the universe

hoping to find truth in what you want to hide

there's nothing i can do about this

⊹₊˚.☆⁺₊⊹

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ dreams are when the mind is most vulnerable. we garble up familiar concepts into beautiful nonsense. both the real and ugly of the life we live.. as you are given temporary peace and quiet.. ₊˚⊹✿

꧁︻꧂

the passage of time doesn't wait for anyone. though you may not be mentally prepared, time will pass regardless. that uncomfortable situation, those bad encounters, those horrible experiences. those too will pass and become a memory. sometimes remembered, rarely forgotten.

꧁︼꧂

✿ with precision, it dances through a game like a acrobat ❀ it knows every trick like the back of its synthetic hand ✿ the right delay times, manipulating a gamble to its deliberate advantage, and meeting the time's quota ❀ made by the hands of those who learned those techniques, it's skills were passed on through manual building ✿ a lovingly crafted test of agility ❀ the tool's assistance is beloved ✿