snapped a pencil into two exact halves.
i wish i could snap my head and mind like the pencil.

a pendulum swings aimlessly in between two extremes,
a simple harmonic motion.
i look around,
the spot on the ceiling is boring now.
emptiness encroaching onto the mind.
hollow, useless, boring and pointless.

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beautiful is the comforting warmth that comes from there and wraps itself around.
things i want to tell,
i don't know how and where to begin.
these be the happier day!