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R.I.P Kali. We love you and are thinking of you.


I'm sick of waiting for you.
I'm tired of the annoying things that you do.
I'm sick of thinking I'll see you someday.
I'm tired of you telling me you don't know what to say.
I'm sick of not being able to be by your side.
I'm tired of all of the secrets and lies.
I'm sick of you hurting and suffering alone.
I'm tired of wondering if you're going to take someone else home.
I'm sick of hearing about you from our friends.
I'm tired of seeing you're with her, again.
I''m sick of not being able to try face to face.
I'm tired of you leaving me here standing in place.
I'm sick and tired of caring.
I'm sick and tired of arguing and swearing.
I'm sick and tired of you hearing, but not listening.
I'm sick and tired of wishing you were kissing me.
I'm sick and tired of filling the hole with feelings that I'm impotent to control.
I'm sick and tired of searching for change.
I'm sick and tired of hurting because of you babe.
I'm sick...
I'm tired...

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R.I.P Kali. We love you and are thinking of you.


Supposedly inconsequential yet you're sitting at the crossroads and you gape at a fork. One way, you confront a fire burning white and the other way leads to a pit of obliviousness and ignorance. Indifference takes hold and you choose not to choose. You make your home right there, in the middle of the road. Eternities trickle, fickle you are as you watch others come and choose. Easy choices for them for something you could never do, skipping into the darkness to avoid being burned by the light. They hang and they rot and they become decrepit. They cannot see, they do not know, they cannot fear, and they will always be. Drifting in the pit, forever floating in the sea. They all choose this path until one day a boy. He approached you on your porch and asked you why you stay. You tell him what you couldn't do and what you've seen up until this day. You tell him which way he'll choose just like all the rest. He turns to leave, but stands his ground and enlightens you on what is about to go down. He says, "Old man, you have been here long and seen a great many things. Yet, while you were here I was living a dream on a land where things can change. For a very short while, I loved a girl whom made my life complete. Her touch would set my skin a blaze and I held my breath when she would speak. Our love was passionate. We stayed inside for days. Her lips, so supple, tasted of peppermint and she smelled of jasmine. Her skin was soft, her hair was long, and our love was simply divine. And here, I thought we would withstand the trials of time. It rained the day she disappeared. Leaving me with memories and a broken heart. The burn from the hole within my chest devoured my mind, consumed my soul, demolished my body so I could not be. So my good sir, I say to you. That pit cannot be for me. I have tasted its wine it is not sweet. Its food satisfies no man. But that fire it dances and calls to me. My hair stands on my very skin. For if I burn, just one more time, I can feel her love again." With that the boy sauntered into the flames and it blinded the man when it consumed him. It began to spread and burned everything it touched; ashes were not produced. Scorches could not be seen. In the end all was left was the bitter old man. No road, no fork, no atmosphere not even a feeling of being here. No conscience of going there. The serenity so unserene.

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