

MetaphorsI could write metaphors of loves sinking into twilight But I can only lie here and wonder If the sun has set on oursMetaphors
I could write of hearts Breaking from the weight of their sorrow But I forget that I was still trying to mend my own
I could try to fall asleep, But I'd only torture myself With dreams of what our future could hold
Call this my eternal depression Scathing and scarring my faith in our love Unwilling to let me free I am a captive of my own cursed mind
Lying in my darkened room Sprawled motionless against the door
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Souls are not judged by their creed, colour, religion, sex or sexual preference, souls are judged by their actions in life and their actions after death.
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Souls are not judged by their creed, colour, religion, sex or sexual preference, souls are judged by their actions in life and their actions after death.
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Souls are not judged by their creed, colour, religion, sex or sexual preference, souls are judged by their actions in life and their actions after death.
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"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." -- Sylvia Plath.
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you know where everything is honey *grin* thanks though, i feel all sparklified... *shimmer-shimmer*
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poor perfect putrid purple perfect
Yay for feeling all sparklified!
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You Were Born an Original, Don't Die a Copy.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on
your knees for a hundred
miles through the desert
repenting. You only have to
let the soft animal of your
body love what it loves.
I'm doing pretty well, still looking for a job though XD
Have all the free time in the world, it seems.
When are you free? We should get together!
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