indifferenceWell, I stumbled my way into your world again:indifference
A sleepy nightmare painted with the shackles Of a thousand summery lies; painted gold,
Glistening green, stained barbed wire red and glass shard blue,
Rustic orange like the hinges of my wide-open heart A closed door, rusted with age, withered with time Soured with the rot of a thousand dying lives Lived and yet not lived as my own, improperly; A falsity, a memory, an unjustified living entity A breath from lips that feel not the kiss of night Nor the chill of winter or the brush of sandpaper Weak and cold and sickly, spindly le
MOVING!
Anger
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Only *dead* men become legends
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Proud patron of the *girls-girls-girls Club
"The difference between life and death can be but a mere blink of the eye... When the time comes, what do you do...?" ~ Me
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"The worst fault you have is to be in love."
"Hahaha! 'Tis a fault I will not change for your best virtue."
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