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To the naked eye you were a stone A rock no one would look at To me you were a master piece With a story a life of your own The dark cold nights just staring The rain and moonlight How could you not think of us We just connected Breathing in oh so softly the smoke that fills my lungs Killing me quickly You were never good for me That rock I saw was a lie A moment of weakness I fell hitting my head Dizziness and confussion Lifting... Read More
Broken dreams fly without wings As I fall towards the ground I open my mouth to scream only I don't make a sound I can feel the blood pumping through my viens An imaginary creature grabbing at my throat Falling, the ground swallowing my body Falling faster into the earth Roots taring at my flesh Shreading the clothes covering me The bodies in decomposing graves reach out with cries In need of help and sorrow filled tears Lost souls scream out in pain a... Read More
World with golden leaves And matching Silver sky Above us as we lie In this river of broken times Blood red grass growing tall leaving thoughts behind In this altered state of mind World so beautiful Images like a painting Breaking the lines we created Our bodies huddled closely Your soft eyes glitter Feelings rush past my body Muscles relax all over Black stars shimmered above us Curved Purple trees surround us Fingers tracing skin Followi... Read More
Forever by Charles Elliott Hines-Scott I took the smile of a child and made it all mine,
I sold their souls just to find out what I really am.
A thief, so cold and a liar!
I called onto you, for you to wake me from this h***,
I reached for you but you were so far away.
This life has become so numb-so numb deaf and blind.
You gave me an inch but I took several miles
I'd reach but I fear the air of night:
Of you, of love, just everythin... Read More
Slowly seaping into all thoughts, a rebirth in logic has begun, blanketing all misbeliefs and fears with an ignorant bliss. My shell has shattered, rebounding against the old, shaking fractured ground. A new beginning has taken centerstage, slowly swaging the crowd, influencing a movement. A revolution is now in motion, clearing used memory, leaving chance for revisions. Rewritting history and ignoring previo... Read More
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