RANDOM THOUGHTS
In morose silence I find each moment
Dull and cold, and uninspiring…
And yet who cares?
Being imprisoned in this wall of darkness
I couldn’t care, more or less.
It doesn’t matter…
The world will still be rolling
Even if I will bury myself in my despairs.
It doesn’t matter.
No one cares to know.
No one is interested with my agonies.
So I have just my pen
And my follies to write on.
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