SHEESH.
Moving on, shall we?


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He sits atop a lonely mountaintop which looks high above the city he lives in; the wind blowing through his bones like brain-freezys to the skin and the chill, crisp taste of October on his tongue. He watches the unnumbered stars and souls set above his lonely city burn and twist and fall like redempt-something and wonders why he can't pronounce the word. The feeling doesn't last. His mind is peaceful and emoty. There are no voices here to cajole him into murderous-rages. There are no doughboys to affect his tentative grip on reality.
(They did not walk. They did not speak. The wall did


MeHe's a strangerandadanger without a purpose or a space He's a child of emotions that are always out of place He's keeps those bright feelings, so far back in his eyes He keeps them locked away in this place they really despiseMe
It's a tiny little box, no bigger than a hair; But it's always in his chest, beating right next to *there*. He keeps it locked tight with a key known as ice, and he knows it can't be broken with this thing they call 'nice'
So based on what he's faced with; He feels like he can't rock. He wanted to taste the day and give everyone a shock; but he ca


The Beating Of her WingsThe Sun does remember the last time he saw himself; but, he fully understands that that is not important anymore. Nothing really matters in the spiral of madness. He is alone, but not alone. Other beings inhabit this place of insanity; beasts without shape or form. They are the Dreams; the ones who remind him of the things he cannot (willnot) chose to remember. When they surround him he digs a grave and screams a prayer and wishes them away. Then there are the faceless, asexual bodies made of flame. These are Temptation; and they beckon him into oblivion - into the Fire Rivers which lead to the Bitch’s Mouth. They march in file and follow himThe Beating Of her Wings
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...and surrounded by those who do the same.
I'll post again sometime when i'm a more sound and complete mind, its 12:30 and i just finished writing a paper.
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Live like it's Heaven on Earth.
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