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“He felt dead,” it read.
But how could he feel that?
He never died before.
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Once There Was a Man
Once there was a man who plucked out his own eyes, for he knew that he could never trust them. Things were never as they seemed, and time and time again he was fooled into believing in that which was little more than optical illusion. He saw buildings floating in the sky, light being bent on the horizon and morphing solid terrain into rippling distortions, rainbows slicing through the air with every appearance of form and tangibility. And what was more, these worthless organs not only saw that which was not there to be seen, but they failed to see those things which truly mattered- the air one breathed, the energy that pulsed through o
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Losing It
I'm kind of going crazy,
I'm caught inside my mad mind.
Ten different things weigh me down, but I'm still fine!
The words are coming slowly, my mind is on a slur.
I can't string this poem, because the brain is on a blur!
And I get so frustrated, I tear away at skin;
The hair is falling down and the voices make a din!
I wanna shut them out, but I can't find a key,
So all that I can do is simply shut away the ME.
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The Girl Who Walked on Water
Once there was a girl who walked upon the water.
For years she'd sat upon the lonely deserted sands of the shoreline, gazing unfocused into the sea before her, a great and flat expanse, moving and unmoving, the waves growing tall, reaching their apex, and crashing back down in upon themselves under their own weight, so that even with such great and mighty fluctuations, the eternal ocean itself largely retained its basic shape. A long flat plane stretching out into infinity, its expanse so immense that these mighty waves were as nothing by comparison, and the body as a whole remained intact with its
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