Thursday, June 14, 2012

Joe Bilog

What is this? An empty space? An empty world?
A world where nothing exists but myself?
But with only myself, I have nothing to interact with.
It’s as if I’m here, but not here at all.
It’s as if I’m slowly fading out of existence.

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  1. Destruction, The Joy of Rebirth

    by Joe Bilog

    The Silence In Diction

    transitions of poetic reveries

    http://thesilenceindiction.blogspot.fr/

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