End of the Line

End of the line, exceeding the expiration date, termination.  No matter the name, there will always come a time when nature overtakes us.

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13 thoughts on “End of the Line

  1. Kinda like dust to dust… . Really dark, I love it. Don’t we all feel like abandoned house sometimes? Don’t we fell like a room in that house which is always locked and no one will ever have access to it? Don’t we feel as if our house which is our being is like that house, empty, lonely abandoned? Yes we do, all of us do

  2. Reblogged this on Infernal Deity of a Psychotic Mind and commented:
    Kinda like dust to dust… . Really dark, I love it. Don’t we all feel like abandoned house sometimes? Don’t we fell like a room in that house which is always locked and no one will ever have access to it? Don’t we feel as if our house which is our being is like that house, empty, lonely abandoned? Yes we do, all of us do

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