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Falling, further into the abyss called sanity.
Burning in the infinite inferno of realization.
Pessimistic, Optimistic, all just points of views.
You see it as the glass half full, They see it as half empty.
But none-the-less its only half of anything.
Drowning in the glass is all you do when looking at it that way.
What exactly is the glass for, should we empty it or simply fill it.
A metaphor for lack of, or simply too much.
Perhaps its a metaphor into the human soul.
We are at all times only half there, never complete, never empty.
- by IndigoXChaos |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/05/2009 |
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- Title: Cryptic
- Artist: IndigoXChaos
- Description: Lol, a poem I made in honor of the glass :P
- Date: 05/05/2009
- Tags: cryptic
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