Without shame; without pride. Even stone is broken in time.


FriendshipI was here to guide you Through your weakest moments I was the old winter coat Which kept you warm I was the glow from your desktop lamp Which helped you see I was the key to the locked doors Which trapped you out I was the last in a long line of saints I never asked, and never took I gave more than I could afford I will never leave you in your world The way you've all abandoned me in mine. Forget me when I'm dead. Bastards.Friendship


The DreamConcrete experience, listed. A corridor of sapphire ceilings, moisture as windows. Focus. The stars light up the sky. The boundaries of which are all consuming, the dark tentacle receptors reaching out from behind the visions. Have you heard the sight of millions upon millions starving crows. Previously the end games were touted at every opportunity. Tickets, cards and all kinds of paraphernalia including Books were required to enter the Theatre. Focus. The stars...light up the sky creating, jerking answers. One decadence, one doom. One, two...and a third. The walls shriek at the trees, marching forward in denial. CracThe Dream

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Tell me you like my hat
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I want something good to die for, to make it beautiful to live.
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currently studying my own purposeful and accidental malleability of reality.
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A kiss and I will surrender
the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead...
MCR
* eversmile * eljay
you hv a beautiful gallery there
gd day
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