| This is truly one of my favourite pieces about an old friend of mine. He left me long ago, but I have never forgotten him. |
| This is truly one of my favourite pieces about an old friend of mine. He left me long ago, but I have never forgotten him. |


In LoveFor the first time, I have seen myself for what I really am. I am an wounded, bitter animal with nothing more than a craving for something to erase my scars. I am an unstable, oozing pile of uneven emotions that spew outward, left and right without aim of forethought. I am a gentle, manic being that never knows when he's too far gone, and would much rather not realize it, because he is afraid of what is to come. I am a cannon without a fuse, a prayer without an answer, a teddy bear wrapped in barbed wire, and a ledge that is just out of reach. I am in love, and nothing matters anymore.In Love


Uncomfortably NumbSlowly, before my eyes, my world is being etched away by a hand far too familiar. In truth I couldn't stop myself, no power great enough to lift me from my ignorance, well no power that was willing at least. Yes, one word from his mouth would dissolve the motions so ingrained in my body, never questioned until that point, they would stop and seek a new, smoother path, but nay, no , not one word was spoken, and now all my world is broken.Uncomfortably Numb


Your EyesLike galaxies colliding, two oceans so vast and unaging in their construction. See me, hear me, feel me. Covet me with those eyes. Make me part of you.Your Eyes


AbsolutionTwo days until my laugh lines become cracks in the canvas of a worn out portrait. Five minutes and then minutes are butterflies and seconds are the wind that they float on. Three months until the trees and clay and the ground in which they are planted is a forgotten landscape in the back of the mind of a painter who will never remember this field. One year until we all seem jaded by a darkness that has crept silently into the background. Thirty-three seconds without a breath, and then everything fades to black. We wake up and hold hands, and pretend that nothing happened. Five days until we're dead, ten seconds until we're forgotten.Absolution
| Only the best of the best. Or at least I think so. |
by *KingBarbarossa
by ~MakeRain
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"Great. Stuck in an elevator with five guys on a high-protein diet. Dreams really do come true."
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If you like poetry please check my page out some time! I really appreciate it. <3
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"What"?
"Nothing you just look really cute with that damn blush on your face."
"I-I do not."
"Yeah your right. It makes you look Fucking sexy."
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ED: los bebes los trae la cigüeña de la punta del este vuelan por las noche llevando cestos de alegria en su pico y luego cuando descienden...
EDDY: ese inútil no sabe de donde vienen los bebes pero yo si, es un secreto mi hermano "PEPETO" me lo dijo
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