I sit in the corner of the room.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀He isn't looking at me.
But I'm looking at him.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀He's talking nonsense again.
"We all are going to die someday".
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I know.
"We are all going to meat death and he's ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀going to ask all of us to
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀C
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀H
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀O
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀O
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀S
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀E ".
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I know.
"Even in the depths of our minds, through the fire that is our burning
E M O T I O N, and the ocean that is our ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀deepest
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀S A D N E S S, and the drug that is our
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀E C S T A S Y, we all know that deep down we will have to C H O O S E⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀whether we want to watch the lives of our living friends or whether we want to move on to our next life".
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Yeah.
"Our lives as we know it is actually a mystery".
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Yeah.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"Let me out" . . .
I watched as he suddenly fell to the
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ground as he took his
last breath for his
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀last words and the last
thing he said was
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"Tell her I loved her"
and the last face he saw . . .
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀was
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀m
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀i
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀n
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀e
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Unable to Function
PoetryIn only a thousand characters I will try to explain, my meaning of every short story here. To give myself more of a challenge I will try to describe them in one word. In one word I will reveal the meaning of these tales. In one word I will describe...
