Lost memories in despairI look to the sky as clouds approached Seeing the forlorn clouds, I weep I saw a reflection in a puddle of rain And I wasn't able to recognize myself Taking a breath of soiled air, I walk And it is unable to satisfy me As the thunder sounds in the distance, I know Our eyes will never meet againLost memories in despair
Quiet and be still, your screams are in vain They stir only the winds of despair Do not weep for this fallen soul You know better than anyone that these memories are gone
Towards the horizon is a revealing glow Harmonious in its greying, fading form Celebr
Untitled Story chapter 1 Eric must have been doing eighty down the highway, but the only one who cared was Marris. Victor sat in the back of the Van with Tori next to him. A.J. sat in the back next to Marris who had been screaming her head off since Eric sped up. Amanda sat in the front with Eric and David and was probably the most annoyed out of all of them, but she said nothing. It was seven twenty by this time. Tori had made them wait so she and Victor could have some coffee. The time issue stemmed mostly from Eric's van. While he drove like a maniac (or so Marris would tell you) it wasUntitled Story chapter 1
Untitled Story Prologue Encompassing wastelands that these humans call Earth: Our homeland. Day to day, they are haunted by stories of our existence. They don't know what it is we are-only that we exist. Only that they are our prey. Our race, my race. They call themselves "The Perished." I call them the fools. We are not dead. Merely lacking the so-called "proper" functions of Humanoid creatures. I fail to understand our anatomy either. All I know is that we feed off the land, this world. This brings me to my original point: these encompassing wastelands. Our homeland is dying. We are dyinUntitled Story Prologue
Leaving a scarAwareness and inner conflict leading further into a sense of self-hatred What is it then that keeps you going? Rebelling against the world to the degree of madness Keeping yourself while rotting inside Where then will you go when it finally ends? The hell-bound substance of no return A torturous mind so free and kept While maintaining an air of godlike power Keep yourself well child of man And mind your awareness of what is to come For when the world fails to uphold its law Know that your power is still not enough Gather and live for those that you love So you neverLeaving a scar
| Continuing existence, one step at a time. |
Devious Journal Entry
Tired
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"When I became an adult I put away childish things...including the desire to be very grown up."
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For those who are cursed with self awareness, there always comes the question "Who am I?"
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"When I became an adult I put away childish things...including the desire to be very grown up."
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I hate pirates and love ninjas.
That's why I love One Piece and hate Naruto!
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seh asi es la vida , aunke no lo creas
the silense makes you a crazy girl(or boy)
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"I Am the Voice of Justice" smiles "Be good or else you'll meet the Fist of Justice".
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"When I became an adult I put away childish things...including the desire to be very grown up."
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For those who are cursed with self awareness, there always comes the question "Who am I?"
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"When I became an adult I put away childish things...including the desire to be very grown up."
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For those who are cursed with self awareness, there always comes the question "Who am I?"
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