Another life, written off just as printers print numerous copies of books- page after page of words and sentences and paragraphs of nothingness. Blank stares on pure and unsoundly faces. The mystery and fact of it all lies in the justly and reasonable facts of life. However, many lies or untruths are questionably stated. Many people will just write them off as the artists who write books just as the ones you read now. Believing in the words they put onto paper is just another part of the sad lives we live every now and then.
i wrote this thinking about the people that die everyday and are forgotten after some tears and apologies....yeah-anyways-hopefully someone reads this-lolz
