Constant Roadkill

Posted: July 23, 2015 in graffiti living
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Life is a journey. Time is a truck. We are roadkill.

Let go of everything but the moment for the moment is all that you have.

Death falls away from you at different speeds.

Sudden death and you get parted from your illusions real fast.

Slow death and you’re forced to hurt and contemplate every day.

Which is how this feels. And how you should write.

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