Decaying Life
When certian things start lying around unopened, untouched, and gathering dust,
you know that the best days are long past.
At least if there were some real glory days to look back to, it would have been fun.
something, some entertainment, during that long (or short) slide down to the grave.
but heck no, nothing but missed gears, slipped clutches, missing powerbands.
But then, i suspect, boredom is peace in diguise...
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