Insanity.

It’s so sad that not even tears dare to come out of my eyes anymore. They just don’t want to come into this world. Tears would give the world a meaning cause they show forgiveness, excitement, anger, dissapointment, pain or sadness. This world has no end, no matter how much some of us want it to have. It would be too simple, much more pure then we deserve. This is not a natural disaster. This is insanity. We all represent insanity in the most concentrate form. I am black milk, no hopes, no dreams, no future, just poison for some fool to love enough to taste. You are a pink balloon, beautiful and special. You do no harm, but just like me, no good either, you fill yourself with wasted air.

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