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DenialShe is not gone, she is but a part of my memory, how dreadful it feels to know that fact; her being feeling closer than ever despite being further away from my very self. I am tired; my walls to protect me from my own jealous tendencies are rendered useless against this vacant distance. Closest being yet so unknown to my inner scheming senses; I understand yet I do not, she is what makes me whole yet breaks me apart to something I am not. Die away in the wake of my jealous mind's gruesome ideologies my trusted friend, you own my heart yet I cannot comprehend your life going on as mine stand still with the stillness of water the coldest nightDenial


Nature_1One flood.Nature_1
Floods upon earth upon lava until the world stops beating. Her tender flesh severed from its core as tiny fragments of humanity scatter their remains across her crust. In her rage she consumes everything; she is the alpha and the omega wherein our doom lies; like pesky fleas we are fought off her skin as a surface nuisance, a tainted virus of sorts. Her streams filled to the brink with red, her earth coloured emptied life as she prepares the new dawn, her rage shining upon a mountain anew in flame. A score to settle with these annoying little settlers, you have raped me for far too long; have some fire for lunch you im


Rose IIAdorn Her smile like the most delicate scenery from heaven itself, she as a red Rose that will engulf my entire affectionate gaze set to worship the glory of love found at the depths of her eyes. A caring nature born from the truest emotive landscape of adornment that she brings to her every breathing moment of life; her every breath I want to yearn to hear as her closest being of understanding. Love. Her arms shut the world's turbulence up, a voice to soothe my every burden, the most sacred blissful love bird that takes my every breath away; the wind whispers her comforting words despite being a bird's flight away. Bird. ForRose II


StrangerStrangelove.Stranger
A million ways to assert yourself that this is the one; a stranger in the mirror says I am the most beauty she'd ever set a gaze upon. Such excitement lingering in the outskirts of human nature, love birds drown their souls in outmost affective stature. Dusty roads journeyed at to find the one who will set all alright. Everything seems right but how wrong might your mind assure you that you are in your assumption that you've found the one who will bring you a bright light. Strange unknown traits she possess that you find out in time; like a mannequin put on the pedestal to feed your mirage of a perfect love.
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| The Den of Creativity. |
| One word: Complexiatistical |
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To wish you were someone else, is to waste the person you beautifully are.
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I don't bite. . . hard.
But have just started to explore that kind of music recently so I bet I will find more as I venture deeper.
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If I ever meet myself," said Zaphod, "I'll hit myself so hard I won't know what's hit me.
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*chuckles in approval*
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