twisted.

You dont look real to me
But yet from the darkest recess of my heart
Your voice surfaces
Through the dark murk of
Dark emotions and perhaps a piece of yet darker twisted love.

Looking at you once again through a broken glass
A reflection of me
Both reaching out and fingertips pressed against but separated by the glass
I screamed
The images are coming anew
Once again floated up from the damned pit.

9:16 AM;

k back form obs.feeling super screwed now dont feel like explaining.wow 5 days in ubin really takes alot.feels broken off from civilization.havent been to safra/civilization/training for 5 days.dunno whats happening heard abt the scraping of rifle team for seagames sounds ridiculous.

damn.

im listening to the same song over and over again.your voice suddenly resurfaces from the bottom of my heart.your words ring in my head.images flash.den another comes along and leaches part of me away day by day each time i see her.

breathe in and take my life in you.

9:02 AM;

I'm so funny I smell like bananas baby. Lyrics: The Scientist, Coldplay
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