Wednesday, August 10, 2011

She Must Persist

and to be given life means just the same as to being hold back from it.

inside a glass shell she sleeps. lids open, eyes wide shut. count til ten
ten years isn't long enough. a second is the same as eternity.
but its actually been like 3 years... or 22?
She keeps forgetting her age. As it meant something. Her real age is a secret only her soul keeps.
and the knowledge of life and matter, it is between life and matter.

inside that shell she doesnt find comfort. Her ass feels numb and her heart is sore.
"'The vanity in them." Yes. She finds them disgusting. And yes, she can relate.
cause she couldnt think of anyone as vain as her.
So she stays in that shell. Eyes open, lids shut. Mouth open, words out.

The words she speaks can (and certainly do) destroy worlds she hold so precious.
words out, guns blaze. Rip my heart out.
The thoughts she keeps, create hells she cant brake out from.
So she speaks loud, but her voice is weak and it quivers. So the hell remains inside the shell,
yet parts come out to contaminate.
Concepts are her virus, but she must still go on, and learn more techniques.
We fight cause we want peace, she must persist. and spread the disease.

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