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All the senses fade, In the same old fools brigade,
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When you're out there,
walking late-
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I hear the bells of the old church, they ring. The sands of time...your time is...
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there is a high that vibrates through my skin
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sometimes when I think about death, I
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Freelance photons streak across, around and through
atomic bits of mist and dew as billowed fog banks
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Lock into this chamber round Demons that the hells hath found
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A bloodied fate, thrice sealed. Hunger, escalated by time.
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what it meant
who would've known
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Insignificantly pasted upon the surface,
Of an uncaring world,
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Just how deep does the rabbit hole go? Delving into the subconcious in search,
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Walking down that cream puff sidewalk, squirting cream with every step.
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I view life through my cozy ship Enjoying the view with coffee to sip
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Hell is not what
you think can not
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You talk of turning into dust I tell of heavens, hells and skies!
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i poise my shotgun, choke on this
melted lipstick for a weapon, scrapes for sore lashes
by peaceloveriot
38 lines,
on Nov 14 6:54 PM. In emo, darkness, love, murder, abstract, sad, thoughts, life, guns, pain, death
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This universe is trapped in time Tomorrow my past, still lost inside
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Do you know why I wished to kiss you . . .
. . . In my night's uneding rain?
by Fox94849
30 lines, 6 comments,
on Nov 13 10:22 PM. In Love, Life, Pain, Personal, Sad, Friendship, Longing, Loss, Abstract
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New snow has broke ground
over the bridge through out lands,
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Light up the world
with eyes so bright,
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Armed in the dark, We rest in the light,
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Missing you, the words don’t work, Not telling truly how I feel.
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sinuous serpents surmount my snout, smoke snakes visiting voluminously.
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Build me a castle in the sand With walls of grain and pebble-dash,
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You realise that rain is certain; You've reached the end of your dry season,
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Even in death, our final sigh is music to the earth.
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