

nobody understands methe dark abyss, it closes in, and all i see is crimson, coming out in joyous streams, release me from this prisonnobody understands me


Yoshi ExpressThere must be a mail slot in that little prison cell, or maybe theres a mailbox there's really no way to tell, all I know is that the guards must all be quite inept, how else would Peach send letters, asking Mario to help?Yoshi Express


DistortionIt was all distortion, as it usually was. But there I stood taking photos with my digital camera, in this place; a place that seemed familiar, but foreign at the same time. There was moss covering the cinder blocks and vines growing up the dilapidated walls of this once-used building, with sunlight peeking through the cracks in the ceiling. But this light was soft, almost like it was diffused through the fog after a rain storm.Distortion
As I looked over towards the door, my best friend happened to be walking in. She smiled at me, happy to see me, as she often was. But there was something different about this smile. It was a smile I hadn&


Death of LoveYoure sweet In the harshest wayDeath of Love
You see beauty and In Your quest To satisfy me To thank me For my love Strip Innocence
But this isnt What I wanted And it cant be taken back You nudge me Beg me to give in But I cant look at you The same
Mom comes home Sees what has happened Is disgusted But doesnt see the love Like I do She scolds you And you run away Its just her and me now
She scoops up the bird Lifeless And disposes of
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Hey you- don't help them to bury the light.
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the voice of the artist is the unconscious voice of the masses.
~brandon boyd
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it seems only yesterday i used to believe
there was nothing under my skin but light.
if you cut me i would shine.
but now when i fall upon the sidewalks of life,
i skin my knees. i bleed.
-billy collins
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
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an antique arms and armor expert
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Much appreciated.
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'SHARKS DON'T SLEEP' a collection of poems by Eric Hamilton.
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