BurnedYou should be ashamed the way you treat myself and others causes such an outrage, but nobody says a thing, nobody dares provoke an attack from you like a fire to be stoked.Burned
you rage you burn and through you i have learned that pain
can be felt
in innumerable ways.
through tears through fire through lightning bolt strikes thats all that you give me but still i hang on hoping that i might be able to go numb to it to get used to it but more and more i have realised that i just dont give a shit.
Silently Dyingwhen the axe crashes down and you scream out in pain life flowing freely from your veinsSilently Dying
when the axe crashes down will it make a sound if theres no one around
to hear your pains?
Taming of the MaimedThe flames they rain, like chaotic pain sending jolts of hateTaming of the Maimed
through the faces of the populous. its ridiculous the amount of rage
can be pent up in something
thats been kept in a cage. theres no telling where it'll lead no telling what itll burn, no telling whose thoughts will next be brought to a churn.
when your hands begin to shake, dont refuse it, just revamp it. give it course give it action. dont sequester it; embrace it. bring it to a boil, wind it so tight that is becomes a coil. &n
The LieWhen i have to close my eyes to see your face, clasp at air because i miss your grace, when i have to walk alone into the empty streets, thats when i have to break down.The Lie
Feel my sorrows coming at their own whims. I try to scream from my broken throat; i don't even know where to begin.
Theres been so much left unsaid, so much left undone. No matter how hard i try, i can never see the sun.
Not a fleeting glimpse,
not a shadow cast. But the pain i feel..... I was told it would be fast.
yesterdayAll this time spent drying eyes hollow orfices, trying to hide. Someone somewhere says It will be alright. Concealed in the darkest light, we wait for the end of this eternal night.yesterday
When will it be okay to show who we are,
what did I do to drive myself so far from you?
In my mind it will always be only yesterday that I loved you,
where did the minutes go, and why and how?
Today we will meet again in a deserted crowd until the screaming of the silence carries you away.
In your own little world you can comfortably stay
and lay in waiting for the night when the sun wi
words are the truth
also, i find your disagreement with the shift key to be highly intriguing.
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Think about that while I eat my bagel.
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your worth is not measured through your words, but through your actions. words have little meaning. but in the end, neither does anything else.
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Think about that while I eat my bagel.
we have quite a lot in common.
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Think about that while I eat my bagel.
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I love you Ralphie.
The man is the head of the household, but the woman is the neck and she can turn the head any way she wants.
EMILIOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Like sand dunes through the hourglass, so are the blondes of our lives.
Have a lovely dayy~ <3
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The Muffin Man + Mr. Chocolate + Sir Cashew = True Love. :] <3
Who are they? You'll never knowww. ;D
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