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curiosity, inexplicable
licking the chapped lips of darkness

melting in the sweltering heat of despair
whilst pondering a haze of induced euphoria

bewilderment at the black and white
coexisting, thriving somehow in one spirit

gagging on fear, and on second thought
purging, indecisive in my security

grey tinged papers signify gratification
false yet standing on firm ground

breathing the recognization,
a standing ovation to a screenplay

what defines reality, i ponder?
because reality cannot define even itself

who rules indefenetily the truth?
when truth is spoken between clenched teeth?

dark ringtones to create a faux identity
or is identity exactly that? A choice?

what is born? what is created?
what determines personality over boundary?

questions. questions for answers.
without questions there would be NO answers

i cannot keep existing in the surreal eviroment
of persistent, clawing curiousity

questions to be asked.
questions to be answered.

say something.