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Reignite
Lets reignite, Everything we had is out of sight. I miss you like hell, like fuck, like might; Lets sugar up the wound and bring out the light. But look at heaven's signs; they keep warning me. And revelations that the clouds reflect upon the sea. And the ink on the walls that I dare not see. I keep walking passed the omens ever so blindly. And this is when I disintegrate; Sorrow's dagger stabs me before the gate. Don't enter, don't enter, look at your state, You're swimming in, fool, like fish to bait. So stop fighting the current, Child, if God wanted it, he wouldn't have wouldn't, And that ain't glass in the pane, no it isn't
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Drowning.
Stubborn Ink! Dance to the flow of my death! I am being devoured. I am swallowed by this wicked Sea. And persistent weed pulls me deep. I am drowning. Oh, but how can this be when I am as dry as an autumn leaf. I am whimpering and blown. I combat myself and this cruel Wind. I feel as if my insides have been severed delicately. As this flow of blood drowns me in bittersweet pain. A muted gasp escapes me, and I laugh and sob. Halt. Do not stitch me. Do not mend my sweet wound. I have but severed myself. I cry with crimson tears. It is of love. I am torn. I am torn away. And these delicate fibres of Time weave me togethe
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Pain.
You ask. Why are you doing this? Because I don't need any more pain. I don't need you. I don't need your touch. I don't need your false love. And those tales you tell that bring us to tears and laughter. And those eyes you look at me with that twinkle and brim love. And those arms that embrace me when I cry. And that laugh that sings your happiness. And that heart that beats strong with love and life. I don't need you. I don't need you anymore. And your lies. Because I don't need any more pain. And though it hurts. Though it hurts more than seeing you love another Hurts more than knowing you never meant it when you sa
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The Arrival
My wrists are bound behind my back. I am shoved and prodded constantly. My spine: numbing. My escorts brusquely lead me up the weathered path. I trip on the shoe one of them held out purposely. They snicker. The sods. Recovering from the fall, I look up to find a speck beyond the path we walk. That speck, there, is my haven. My abode from the crap these gits give me. Well I ain't gonna take it! And I forcefully shove away from their tight grasps, glaring at them with my storming eyes. My scarred nose held high in defiance, and my chest swelling, challenging them. ``I ain`t no pris`ner no more! So you can damn well stop acting like it!`` A
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Music on A Lazy Afternoon
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Dream-gold
Oh meandering river of step stones! I see your trickery. I see your Wrath! It hides beneath the linens. Swaying. Threatening. And on my hands: Blood. No banishment of etched memories. Oh Useless Movements! They can not Wipe away! I have no legs; no coverings. I have no mind-journeys; no voyages alike. But I have Dream-gold. I have Mind-longings. Though they lie beyond your Path! Glinting. Mocking? For there are rocks and snakes between. And Here I stand, quite currently. This story has not been told. I must Prove myself. Break rocks, swallow snakes. Rip Linens, and your Wrath I take. Your mockery is just Foolery! Oh an
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Breadcrumbs
Scrawling pen for fantasy ventures. For limitless There, In your drowning Here. Pick up the fallen breadcrumbs. From past Seekers. They are not rotten yet. What of this posture? What of your bending back? Your head is sagging in shame. Your eyes wander grounds, As if shoe prints are treasure banks. There is nothing there. You hide your mind. Your words are worthless, for you have none. Have the termites properly dined? Your scrawling pen is useless. The ink will dry out. And your silence is eternal. You envy those who Sought. And envy those who have Found. And their footprints are quite fresh. And in each depression, a gi
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Reignite
Lets reignite, Everything we had is out of sight. I miss you like hell, like fuck, like might; Lets sugar up the wound and bring out the light. But look at heaven's signs; they keep warning me. And revelations that the clouds reflect upon the sea. And the ink on the walls that I dare not see. I keep walking passed the omens ever so blindly. And this is when I disintegrate; Sorrow's dagger stabs me before the gate. Don't enter, don't enter, look at your state, You're swimming in, fool, like fish to bait. So stop fighting the current, Child, if God wanted it, he wouldn't have wouldn't, And that ain't glass in the pane, no it isn't
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Drowning.
Stubborn Ink! Dance to the flow of my death! I am being devoured. I am swallowed by this wicked Sea. And persistent weed pulls me deep. I am drowning. Oh, but how can this be when I am as dry as an autumn leaf. I am whimpering and blown. I combat myself and this cruel Wind. I feel as if my insides have been severed delicately. As this flow of blood drowns me in bittersweet pain. A muted gasp escapes me, and I laugh and sob. Halt. Do not stitch me. Do not mend my sweet wound. I have but severed myself. I cry with crimson tears. It is of love. I am torn. I am torn away. And these delicate fibres of Time weave me togethe
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Pain.
You ask. Why are you doing this? Because I don't need any more pain. I don't need you. I don't need your touch. I don't need your false love. And those tales you tell that bring us to tears and laughter. And those eyes you look at me with that twinkle and brim love. And those arms that embrace me when I cry. And that laugh that sings your happiness. And that heart that beats strong with love and life. I don't need you. I don't need you anymore. And your lies. Because I don't need any more pain. And though it hurts. Though it hurts more than seeing you love another Hurts more than knowing you never meant it when you sa
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The Arrival
My wrists are bound behind my back. I am shoved and prodded constantly. My spine: numbing. My escorts brusquely lead me up the weathered path. I trip on the shoe one of them held out purposely. They snicker. The sods. Recovering from the fall, I look up to find a speck beyond the path we walk. That speck, there, is my haven. My abode from the crap these gits give me. Well I ain't gonna take it! And I forcefully shove away from their tight grasps, glaring at them with my storming eyes. My scarred nose held high in defiance, and my chest swelling, challenging them. ``I ain`t no pris`ner no more! So you can damn well stop acting like it!`` A
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Music on A Lazy Afternoon
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Dream-gold
Oh meandering river of step stones! I see your trickery. I see your Wrath! It hides beneath the linens. Swaying. Threatening. And on my hands: Blood. No banishment of etched memories. Oh Useless Movements! They can not Wipe away! I have no legs; no coverings. I have no mind-journeys; no voyages alike. But I have Dream-gold. I have Mind-longings. Though they lie beyond your Path! Glinting. Mocking? For there are rocks and snakes between. And Here I stand, quite currently. This story has not been told. I must Prove myself. Break rocks, swallow snakes. Rip Linens, and your Wrath I take. Your mockery is just Foolery! Oh an
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Breadcrumbs
Scrawling pen for fantasy ventures. For limitless There, In your drowning Here. Pick up the fallen breadcrumbs. From past Seekers. They are not rotten yet. What of this posture? What of your bending back? Your head is sagging in shame. Your eyes wander grounds, As if shoe prints are treasure banks. There is nothing there. You hide your mind. Your words are worthless, for you have none. Have the termites properly dined? Your scrawling pen is useless. The ink will dry out. And your silence is eternal. You envy those who Sought. And envy those who have Found. And their footprints are quite fresh. And in each depression, a gi
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YOU WILL PROBABLY NEVER READ THIS IF YOU CHECK THIS THING WITH A FREQUENCY AT ALL LIKE I DO BUT.

Do you have a tumblr? If so, you should come find me at mine. (which is bruisedfingernails.tumblr.com) Then we will actually see each other.
YES.
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sorry for the super super late replyyyyyy.
hi yourself :P
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Rawr, Lovely. :B
I've missed you! So how are thiiiings?
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oh hey buddyy. yeah things are good. i disappeared for many many months eh. how are things with you buddy? (:
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Well enough. (AND I DISAPPEAR AGAIN! ONLY TO RETURN MONTHS LATER.)
Summer is almost over, but meh. I think it's been meaning to do that all along.
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