Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Monday, July 05, 2004

 
There are four walls in this room
But it is never as easy as it looks.
Above it's clear; inside i'm trapped
With the same door
And the same window
Sometimes displaced or hiding
And still it fits into this neat little box
With a lid made of glass
But the bottom keeps moving
Out from underneath me and all around this room
Wich isn't quite what it seems
At all
So that when i switch on the light
The shadows distort and grow
Changing everything into a dream

i didn't write this. but i like it a lot.






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