im burning holes in my stomach.
i fear.
this sickness comes from the soul.
i feel.
the acid is now free to travel wherever it wants to go.
this is not just a virus.
this is a symptom.. One of many.
falling victim to the temptations of a dying people
lacking in faith.. culture, passion, and love.
we strive for a life free from hurt.....
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(this is a copy paste from another blog of mine, a little late, but written on new years day)
tradition
I dont think it would be a new year if I didnt follow my normal tradition of writing some normally long intrsopective and mostly jaded type of blog entry about life as I see it. And of course.. I have to quote a little bit...
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tradition
I dont think it would be a new year if I didnt follow my normal tradition of writing some normally long intrsopective and mostly jaded type of blog entry about life as I see it. And of course.. I have to quote a little bit...
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niobe:
You are cute. That is all.

one of those nights.
Tonight i miss...
Just for tonight, i will miss you forever.
And then never again.
But only for tonight, i miss the concept of you.
All of you.
its tragic.
Every day that passes i find myself..
Recognizing the broken spirits of the ones i cared for most.
I see them dying...
For minimum wage.
Their eyes are wide open.
And...
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Tonight i miss...
Just for tonight, i will miss you forever.
And then never again.
But only for tonight, i miss the concept of you.
All of you.
its tragic.
Every day that passes i find myself..
Recognizing the broken spirits of the ones i cared for most.
I see them dying...
For minimum wage.
Their eyes are wide open.
And...
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the hour glass is filled with ash,
we look so good, so good, in black
the music starts, its time to dance,
so lets pretend to be romantic,
grab a shot and drink it down, drink it down, drink it down,
drown your sorrows, make a toast, liquor up your crooked frown.
there is nothing quite as scary,
as a cold cage with a dead...
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we look so good, so good, in black
the music starts, its time to dance,
so lets pretend to be romantic,
grab a shot and drink it down, drink it down, drink it down,
drown your sorrows, make a toast, liquor up your crooked frown.
there is nothing quite as scary,
as a cold cage with a dead...
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missshell:
you/re super cute and you have great taste in music.
trexy:
You are gorgeous! I like your ink
jaesodead:
its an album
awesome