At A Fork In The Road, One Way Says Do Not Enter Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

At A Fork In The Road, One Way Says Do Not Enter



The statusquo
Just fall in line.
No need for any kind of mind.
There is no amount of bribery that can be given too just commit to slow suicide.
If I can't make it.
I will change it.
Clouded doors lead too any time and any where.
To understand you must first enter the endless fog of doubt and conflicted futility.
Eliminate all the whats if's.
Kiss the devil and dance with lifes little mysteries.
Present happiness in box no matter where or how you are.
If you have never been there you should really go, for that is the best endless show I've ever been too.
The clock stops instantly upon arrival, all that was once so important is for a blissful moment gone.
We are all in stressed induced commas with the very rare exception.
Simplicity of empty expectations.
If you don't have too why you ever want too.
A ghost of an existance.
A deluded premonition.
A small footnote into the future.
Why should it be even ever be noticed.
An idea is layed before you, and the question becomes do you have the follow through.

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