The Philosopher's Diary

The drug is obsession,

Your obsession is the drug.

An escape from your reality

This reality? Their reality?

Passion and Obsession

Lines of blood have part the two

Your Passion is your life

Your life your Obsession

I see no difference

A Question: Does you life belong to you?

The vain are positive

The weak say no

The wise will ponder

The survivors will know.

The End

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