shaun cummings

Rookie (12/14/85 / Owego, NY)

Whats Wrong?

Walking into the abyss,
The world a constant blur
Every thing is oblique
Always thinking you will never be missed.

No one can really see,
Temporary happiness frequents the mind
Fake smiles grace your face
And no matter how big you ever are you always feel tiny.

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