A random thought

This dull pain behind my eyes makes me shudder at the thought a tumor is growing and shall kill me someday the idea of my demise does not fill with me with as much dread as the notion that death shall do me one worse and keep me from you even far away from your presence my deathbed shall be filled with that one image of you hugging me goodbye your voice lingering in the memory of that night so I beg death to delay such comfort of an eternal dream until I feel I had enough of your smile and laughter... so let the reaper deal with my pending immortality

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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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