Tag: depression

We don’t do love we just do movements and potions, where once there were emotions, many of the drugs of our times in lines to keep us happy and horrid, the difficult deaths and passionless end, served up
in sensations, in news we do not know a bottom from a top as a cloud passes over at the wrong time, just twenty years inside and I’ll remember the mistake next week. When bringing life back will be too late.