Devious Journal Entryjust....what am I doing here? not that...anyone can answer. there's too much unfitted for me. too many people I can feel nothing and everything for. what's up with that?
nevermind, I've got too many things running through my head.
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in the fadeYour muscles pull back on an October sky with the rain soaking up your feet the face turns inward and finds a hole where the person had once beenin the fade
when a smile fades, you see it like a bird dropping out of flight observed with indifference and gratitude and there's no wrong to right
it feels a great nothing skin warming teeth and gives me an hour where I can't compete where I'm late for the dance and I have to walk home and show nothing
nothing when a smile fades to gone
by ~failedprospect
2 and a half years later...tempted again by relief by simpliticity by control2 and a half years later...
but they'd all see me, see it, and ask me why why when eveything is set in stone, everything is right
then come at my door, ram it down kick and scream at me until I'm bleeding on the floor
life has got me by the throat how many of you know what I'm talking about? when every muscle in your body wants to give out
and every step you take reverberates the pain until you go blind how I want to have control again
but they'd all see it, and ask me why why, when everything falls down arou
by ~failedprospect
all that I should knowai-e-he... he\'s got trouble leaking out of sinners with some strange scent of justice in his nose and calling for women in fairytales his eyes were colored that\'s all that she knowsall that I should know
sometimes his voice bent a little when he seemed so rigid but the colors were just as bright if not brighter for naked is uncertainty
ai-e-he... he\'s got \'Journey\' across his chest
ai-e-he
he fishes for compliments gotta be up and full of winning airs remember man that you are dust and to dust you shall return
(his eyes were colored, th
by ~failedprospect
Despite the ShellFaceless anticipation waits for you in a darkened hall. She screams two of your faith, and takes the plunge with antiquity; Willing to be in a safe angelic hell, Careful to call it bliss.Despite the Shell
I\'ll take the plunge and take my eyes away from this- I\'ll take you away from this.
In all your wonderings for a purer discerning, Did you ever find your depth? That circling hole of hellishly dark rapture Is usually where it\'s kept.
Be in peace with your foolish light, let it comfort and console. She weeps a thousand to one of your tears, and I replenish them all.
by ~failedprospect
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You'll have time yet to regress back to teenage antics, once the kids are grown and shipped off to college. You know what they say: forty is the new sixteen.
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nothing but walls but its alright my back to the room in the corner all night
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Love hurts... wear a cup
I am the Bruce Campbell of ~ iantart
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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