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The Nothing and the Black Shape
Contributed by
AssassinatorGirl
on
Thursday, 7th April 2005 @ 10:32:40 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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Nothing.
I am nothing. I was something.
In the nothingness I feel comfortable,
almost alive again,
The nothing is my friend.
But what's this?
A black shape is pulling me away.
It begins to form me into whatever it wants,
when suddenly,
I am dropped. Or am I lifted?
As if I am now a toy it has become bored of.
But I am nothing no longer. I am not something anymore.
The blackness has tainted me,
And the nothingness is no longer my friend.
I am no longer nothing, no longer something,
and I have no idea what I am anymore.
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AssassinatorGirl
... [
2005-04-07 22:32:40] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Nothing and the Black Shape
(User Rating: 1 ) by Phantomdream on
Friday, 8th April 2005 @ 09:00:01 PM AEST (User
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Out there. Definately. Pretty good. |
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