

Fiction RealityFiction RealityFiction Reality
I dreamed a dream of wind-swept meadows Wind whipping petals clipping and skipping Drifting and longing to rest on the sills of your windows, Mellow, yellow, and beautiful purple contours Winding down conversations and the flowers remain yours, I fell inside the precious arms of love's indifferent embrace You can see the purple and anguish when we're face to face, And when the wind screams through the hollows It reminds the season to shape and shift To fly with the birds it follows While I sleep in your heart adrift, I dreamed a dream of wind


ApoplexyApoplexyApoplexy
I tend to incomplete through concrete complete Mingling protocols and sympathy beg to differ but one and won have different connotations and harbor one common cinder sheet
One can win or won I'm done Losing to winners and only being one
Mint cloth draping heads you've collected Finer points of lie I thought I began to feel disconnected
I have that shame to blame But It's not worth the fight It was only a matter of chance before I saw you came
One can win or won I'm done Losing to


A Stoic VeridianA Stoic VeridianA Stoic Veridian
Drowning in sins and pasts Far beyond a mystic comprehension And that universe sprawled wide Cut off from my extension
So it seems that angel Swoons To live and die by my trials To feed from tribulations And invent perplexing dials
She swings through my mind Like a puppet of gyroscopes And strings control machines And the universe tilts on end
Stars fire like cannon's fire To aspire and sing for moments So dire.
Decisive and destructive Setting my world on a pyre
Many aspi


Amethyst Point of ViewAmethyst Point of ViewAmethyst Point of View
Myst in my clouded head The temptation is succulent The wine is running red And I haven't tasted it
There's a void that drains into me It resides within my chest God couldn't give me a smile and to this the holy can attest
My vice breaks the lock I only wanted a drink But your love was the only thing To bring me from the brink


When I am BlackWhen I am black I am what you see before you open your eyes. I am the darkness before the light I am the shielding cape that smothers you. &When I am Black


A Reason To Die....A Reason To DieA Reason To Die....
Sunshine yellow sprinkles dancing leaves with liquid gold The dreary heart sees death but beats on with darkness so cold Captivating master imprisoned inside I cant seem to relate Surrounded by warm love but alone eternally in my fate
Hearts may open I dont dare let the soul follow Premonitions of death within longing gazes of compassionate yellow Vulgar hypnosis his trickery peeks in at the victim lost in sadness Malicious glare shot quick shattered me bleeding into infinite madness
Talented artist consistently painting scenes of happy comp


Meant To BeToday is not a good day Today is not a bad day Today is just another dayMeant To Be
Another day in the life of I The life of one Miss Nutt, who would like to say Hi Who would never like to say Goodbye
Because even if you were to go She knows that neither of you can know Whether youre really gone when you go
It may not be a good day It may not be a bad day But it may not be just another day
It may be the day when you meet someone Someone whose business with you is not yet done Someone who shines out bright, just li
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"Mark my words comrade, one day things will change; We will take the fight to their land, to their people, to their blood."
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"Mark my words comrade, one day things will change; We will take the fight to their land, to their people, to their blood."
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"Mark my words comrade, one day things will change; We will take the fight to their land, to their people, to their blood."
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"Mark my words comrade, one day things will change; We will take the fight to their land, to their people, to their blood."
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"Mark my words comrade, one day things will change; We will take the fight to their land, to their people, to their blood."
Again, glad you're a part of us now!
~Shelly~
~jesusroxgirl~
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I envy that. That's my perfectionist side.
I liked that pestered thing. That's probably how you feel right now, so I'll stop trying
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Cut me - show me - enter - I am
willing and able and never any danger to myself.
Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain...
or was my tolerance a phase?
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"Mark my words comrade, one day things will change; We will take the fight to their land, to their people, to their blood."
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