

burn the restNow the burn, and the blood, and the bones, aren't enough. I'll move away, build a house, hold my young between my teeth, 'leave a trail'.burn the rest
I've had my medicine, and I came back again, but 10 years poured itself away.
This is it.
Hold that thought.
Burn the rest.


audio-rohypnolGod damn these whispered lies These tired eyes These days are all consuming.audio-rohypnol
Your strung out love,
Your thoughts above
Those of mere mortals.
I'd love you here If not for fear Of another wasted friendship
Even oceans Cant leave me broken Your words are eternal
Those things I knew If they were true Id believe in Gods salvation
These lives consume Our hopes exhume But still I am feeling buried


Tender-HooliganGhosts crave hopes.Tender-Hooligan
Lost in darkend seas,
I pray this ship makes it to shore.
One last breath before death,
water and regret are all we have.
Kahlia 3
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If secrets were bricks, I'd build a wall.
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If secrets were bricks, I'd build a wall.
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If secrets were bricks, I'd build a wall.
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sarcasm wins everytime.
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how far down the rabbithole do you want to go?
your work is stunning!!!
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sarcasm wins everytime.
yea, let's be friends.
you on myspace or facebook?
I'm only half as awesome as the people who think I am.
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Tim Robbins was right when he said "in the haunted house of life, art is the only stair that doesn't creak".
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