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lukeyd Junior Member
since 2002-12-19
Posts 11 |
Welcome to the lonely world of Abel. Where every brother’s knife is set to slay you And paranoia keeps you healthy Broken down in bars and bathrooms, All I did is what I had to. Crooked deals can keep you wealthy Watch the dogs push your face in the dirt, But keep your head high And a mother’s kiss is that which will eradicate you Most relaxing thing I do, Hang halfway out a third floor window Look at rocks if I fall down. . . And maybe I'll fall hard, Something tough to break me, Something sharp to rip into my insides, And bleed out all this pain. Serum vials to help you when you're sad. Every other face is bent and broken. Destroyed and withered away nothing is left but what I say. I try to ignore the lies that befall your beautiful face Dance into perpetuity Where only the mist of spirits can placate you Where society is waiting to derange our views And cut our puppet strings so we fall helplessly to the ground Then there is nothing left. ----Lukey-D---- |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Time for a new perspective perhaps? Try looking at the ground from a different floor maybe? Wishing you a gentler fall, landing on softer soils. |
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