The Cigarette Is In My Hand

The cigarette is in my hand. I continue to lose myself on purpose in my daydreams. I imagine a world where I would have a meaning. I imagine a world where I wouldn’t be a number. Where I wouldn’t be a simple person who will stay on earth for 70 years. Even less, because the … More The Cigarette Is In My Hand

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What are feelings?

What are feelings? Is it when the beast inside you starts beating madness, Feeding on your insides daydreaming. Staring at the ceiling as if it’s another dimension, Could I be asleep in a dream inception? What are feelings? Go ahead find out yourself prepare for one hell of a ride Put the coin in the … More What are feelings?