and you understood
and you'd take care of me
you'd always be there
well where are you now?


Worship The BoyDisposable girl Was once held quite high Still never raised enoughWorship The Boy
To catch both his cold eyes
Rooted in the depths of his core A warmth may have existed But a glare in her window Distorted her vision And all that was left Was something so twisted
He plays with her hair and Warns with a frown, "In your acceptance of lies In your denial of mine Is where I will find Your humanity" His voice is on mute She mocks with a laugh He's so serious, it's cute
Her porcelain face Only served to betray Her unbl


Feed Your FearsI have learned that nothing will change That every face will turn awayFeed Your Fears
Next year I'll see the same image of you Existing through winter with your old wasted ways
Remind me again what it's worth to remember So that you might soon forget, because You're still filling your arm in the same dark places
That hurt your heart and made you feel nothing The same blue rooms that made you nothing
And now you can't understand why you're doing this
And now you're not really sure, but you think &n


Born A CynicShe was young when she determined That she would never touch the moon Maybe five when she decided No use stretching toward the skyBorn A Cynic
Unsettled with concern, elders Kept watchful eye on a sight That perplexed: how a girl so bright Could not retain a drop of drive
"What about the ones who never knew?" Attacked! By such a sweet and small voice Daddy's got no honest reply "Well, He loves them too baby" She did not mistake the sad shape
His eyebrows always seemed to make
But... She thought. But... She knew. But She


CloudscapeYou don't realize how fast the clouds move until you see them move through some skinny little branches.Cloudscape
It's about this time you see how fast the earth is turning and you think sixty beats per heart is worth mentioning.
Da Vinci said outdoor scenes should have varying layers of blue because of the sky.
Funny, the farther away something is the bluer it gets. That sounds a little jazz epic.
When you lay on your back and see a leaf fly nearby it takes on a whole new life.
How fast the jackdaws move across the sky. It makes you appreciate the power to fly. &n
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The best laid page of vice and din are often wrote in haste.
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The best laid page of vice and din are often wrote in haste.
also rather the interesting photo's you have took
your gallery is lovely
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*so with this dazzle comes the dark, come will not one without the other; the rainbow as the brightest arc, comes not without the storm his brother*
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minutes to moments
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