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[MILF with a gun]

I look out the window, and I can't help but wonder,
Am I really living at all?
The world only looks grey to me now,
I can't see anything in color.
I wonder if hope really exists,
Or if it's just a painful illusion.
What can you do with three months to live,
If they can tell you without any emotion in their voices?
You lose all hope, that I know,
But all the same, am I really living?
It's always been funny to me,
How one simple mistake can ruin a person's life...
The world is grey to me,
Ever since the one I loved dearly passed away.
Life, I think again,
Is that an illusion, as well?
It pains me to say I don't know the answer.
Yet, like normal,
With a sigh, I keep wondering.
If life is an illusion,
Do I really exist in this world?


I unno, just a poem that ponders about stuff.

o~o

[Super Tsuki]

My answer;
Life is fake.

[Chaos-Stev-0]

One can only wonder if we truly exist. We could be a video game, or a figment of another being's imagination.

[MILF with a gun]

[Super Tsuki]

[MILF with a gun]

[Tayl]

Yeah, I'm always wondering about life too. I usually either think that I'm the only one who exists, and everyone else is here to fill the void, like some kind of test or something. Or I imagine it like a video game...and each time you die and live correctly, you go to the next "level". If not, you either start over or stop existing or something.

.-.

Anyways, love the poem. I'm a big poetry fan, so...

[Dark Prognosticus]

YEah. Sometimes I come up with crazy stories.

Such as "You don't exist unless I see you. Otherwise, I'm the only one that exists."

It makes things fun. XD

Nice poem. :3

[Super Tsuki]