Perpetuity rages through every day of my infinitely pathetic life. As each unique day passes I detect patterns. Blueprints for my destiny are set and never to be tampered with. For with all my will and power I lay in the misfortune of my past, present and future. With all my effort, time and sweat I grieve for yesterday, beg for tomorrow and run from the rest. The destination always seems to circle. I start in the middle and never end. Gruesome pain and angst fill my head, heart and body until I feel numb. This limbo of empty cold depths has called me to keep. When finding yourself for the future you end up in the grief of yesterday.
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