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ProtectionWorship that which you love, And destroy all that threatens it, Take the pains to find those who do, And take the time to ensure that none, Ever do it again.Protection
That which you have, Kept carefully will always remain, All fades in time, oh so true, Just ensure that they fade, Before you and yours do.
Darkness corridorIn this darkness corridor, The light is only yours, The darkness being me, Yours’ showing what I could be.Darkness corridor
I’d rather quit than die trying, Because in those last moments dying, I’d rather be smiling, Than gritting my teeth.
Because for every day I strive, At what I could be alive, I forget what’s really there, And I forget to see, forget to care.
I know you try and try you may, And if I choose a coy game to play, I may listen for a few seconds at least, I realise though that only when the talking’s ceased, Will I be changed.
RafeAn ill-lit floor cemented with the dust from years of misuse held the footprints of a great many people. Squatters, Druggies, party-goers and now terrorists. Once again the dust is disturbed, heavy boots fold the dust like snow and come to a halt at a corner of the corridor in which the floor resides. Above the floor, there is a small flurry of movement and a single drop of blood sinks slowly to the ground. For this drop of blood, time stops or slows as to allow for it's full grace and beauty.Rafe
Beautifully formed and rounded, it drops effortlessly. Various blades and beams of light catch it's edge and pierce it's volume as it fall
Treatmentreach forth for a deep kiss, my lips being a target even you couldn't miss. recoil in fury at my current state, my love for life deciding to abdicate. Wind me in and dry me out, Spin me up and throw me down, Your mouth removing all traces of doubt, and replacing it with marks from enamel crowns.Treatment
Wipe the moisture from my chin, least the tears pockmark your skin, I know your defences are frail and thin, but no matter what i do, i'll never get in. Wiping tears from my eyes when they emerge, is just enough to stop your skin crawling, and allowing your defe
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98% of teenagers drink or have been around alcohol. Paste this if you like bagels.
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But can you prove that?
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- God
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But can you prove that?
To prove is to gratify something with existance.
before that can occur existance must take place.
I cannot prove
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