Poisonpunk3
Hypocrisy is man's best weapon and worst foe.
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20. Oct. 2025
Days "grew" colder. A breeze came and slightly offed my routine. I asked myself: "Winters upon winters, this has happend alot. What has changed?". Nothing answered, nothing changed. The clock tried to tell what I imagined had changed, but rather decided to scream it's same catchphrase, reminding me of bitter nostalgia, not the sweet future that's been promised. I told it to shut it's mouth, but it didn't listen, so I left the room and closed the door behind me. I was still incarcerated, the halls I entered greeted me with few other clocks, but I didn't bat an eye nor an ear. Clouds covered the sun, not the sky. The sky above the grey clouds is blue and orange and yellow and red and sprinkle in some white. I tied my shoes, threw a jacket on my shoulders and right before leaving, I took an apple and some copper pennies from my saving jar next to my door.
Days "grew" colder. A breeze came and slightly offed my routine. I asked myself: "Winters upon winters, this has happend alot. What has changed?". Nothing answered, nothing changed. The clock tried to tell what I imagined had changed, but rather decided to scream it's same catchphrase, reminding me of bitter nostalgia, not the sweet future that's been promised. I told it to shut it's mouth, but it didn't listen, so I left the room and closed the door behind me. I was still incarcerated, the halls I entered greeted me with few other clocks, but I didn't bat an eye nor an ear. Clouds covered the sun, not the sky. The sky above the grey clouds is blue and orange and yellow and red and sprinkle in some white. I tied my shoes, threw a jacket on my shoulders and right before leaving, I took an apple and some copper pennies from my saving jar next to my door.
