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there's a way to begin that captures interest. it starts with words strung together that all seem pointless. ill throw nonsense shaped as sentences with a splash of nouns & adjectives of people and places that don't exist. so you just might want to skip this bullshit. & this blank page is mocking everything mine. simply suggesting nothing but empty voids in my life that blank space & time. so i scribble these sonnets of mischief & mayhem to inject the ink under your skin for these nouns & adjective are make-believe interest that satisfy our minds & puts our stress at rest. make-believe our life; live to be satisfied. so sharpen your pencil to get to the point. ignore the atheist angel that suggests you save the sun from the ice. just turn these scribbles into sonnets & argue against what you know is right. so the people who read this will have zero hindsight. & i do what i can to see whats in front of me. i register slowly but at least somethings are registering. i am the leader of the lost in my own land of make-believe & i don't know the difference between temptations & opportunities. so i poke the flame until it burns me. i cant suffer alone for the cold comes back to hunt me. so i burn till there's nothing left. i believe that's the point. i feel like my last cigarette. so enlighten me, this is my last stand, for if i am not on fire; i am meaningless.