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blankthousands of questions, doubts and blind trust fill my headblank
hundreds of pains, craving and loathing cradle my heart
dozens of emotions, sadness and hope drag upon my soul
a handful of people, friends and "friends" take interest
a few simple words, meaningless and all encompassing captivate my being
two bits of nothing, the lover and the loved control time
one odd girl, inexplicable and undeniable owns this world
Mine
by ~mNotLikeMostGuys
Random ThoughtThe advance of the human race is solely dependent upon the thoughts of the insane, the addicts, the unusual, the weirdos, the "special."Random Thought
The only reason for any change is the absence of something longed for or needed.
The longing is only done by those lacking.
The only lacking are those "unique," "different," "special," "strange," etc... Those apart from the "normal," the whole.
FACT: Many human beings are deficient in serotonin, dopamine, norepinephrine, endorphins, and/or the ability to generate or produce these chemicals/compounds.
The great minds of past, so spoken of, were
by ~mNotLikeMostGuys
Descent_part 2now I rust in my flask a slow chalky flow now I take the task of getting to know all it is that I wish all it is that I miss now I sit on my ass a slow motion blow now I stare at the past and I don't want to go but now it's all gone the ground I stood on adoration contemplation liquidation evaporation - a love storyDescent_part 2
better to have loved and lost... no better than pulling that trigger
by ~mNotLikeMostGuys
Descent_part 1roll over and burn the slow rusting turn my soul on the floor or whats left of it anyway because I found out today that it wasn't a grudge she told me the truth when she spoke about you I quickly dismissed it thought she still wanted me but instead she was nervously spitting conversation and she spoke about you but she told the truth this time and I found out today in the worst possible way from youDescent_part 1
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What it is to cry.Vitality trickles out of me like water from a slow stream –What it is to cry.
it drains from my heart, through my eyes.
Clear, liquid pearls drop to the earth, but no life grows from this spring.
My soul cries out for you.
Irises glazed in dew shudder in the dim light –
they are the colors of bark and leaf and reddened by the river of despair.
by ~jayanne
Loveyou told me you love me yet now you say you don't you know not of love but of lust not of need but of desire if love is true it lasts it burns it tortures until it's fulfilled it wells tears at memories it breaks the heart with disappointment true love is infusing not confusingLove
by ~CreativeJuices
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**I could lie everyday and say everythings okay**
**But the truth remains the same**
**It never stops hurting**
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