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NightWriter.
It's these late nights.
This was, is, and will always be the time of the day that I am in my most pensive mood.
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The night, with it's tranquility and somber, brings with it an unorthodox type of euphoria. It comes at you, almost under complete stealth; yet, you know that it's arrival is inevitable. Some hide at home, safely tucked under their sheets, while others take grasp of it by full control.
08222016
sadness is simply a normality. disappearance a reality all too familiar. distance steeling and stealing. statements like these are just more breath wasted. simple sadness is the worst, in my estimations. just a conscious existence as something as domestic as a fly in my peripheral vision. just a nuisance. a thing that dies and returns like clockwork. and like clockwork; this goes on and on. Â