No longer waken to a dripping pillow soused in midnights of sobbing regrets of a love that either was or was never.
We feed this drive by our desires to be someone the world has never seen. We all want to be someone else's dream.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Violent Domestic's
No longer waken to a dripping pillow soused in midnights of sobbing regrets of a love that either was or was never.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Bea-u-ti-ful
Take a precious precaution for the aesthetics of life within itself. Beauty without force, without thought. A beautiful way, just in existence.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
In an Instant
Its in an instant where things that once were are no longer there. Its that one moment where you can no loner vivid imaginations of how this came to be. Stuck with baffled looks of why and how did this come to happen. Age processing without the slightest notice of time. Draped down memories of things you can no longer feel for they are no longer real. Stuck in this second without recognition of what can and might happen in the next. Prepared for he past, but forever ready for the future because dreaming dreams are already destinies. Besides the common knowledge of those who without cause, take up precious days of your life, needless to say, who knows if these eyes will ever live to see another day.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
Ff
Flickering feathers furiously forgetting freedom. Frightened figures finding forgiveness from forged findings. Fighting fabricated facades for fabulously faceless factors. Friendly faded flattery flown from frail failures. Faithfully fake.
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