flav
against you devils. the goblins that plant the doubt in you thoughts. the revolution to purge your mind and be pure. do not think. "thinking only gets in the way of creativity."
crowded in an empty room. stand up. scream. you have everything to say. so now is no time to whisper. they may take it wrong but at least it will be burned into their mind when you massacre everything they ever thought about you. take your sword and cut them all down. blood for blood. and write their last wishes on the wall. now everyone else will call you a poet.
you have always been a coward!
the smell of rain. together we sing "i love this rainy weather." and we take each other to heart. we see the stars hiding in the clouds. you see the pain hiding behind my eyes. even though you are a thousand miles away.
red. gross. why?
solved. as if i have found the answer to life, but my mind draws a blank. we always seem to disappoint. this was never my intent.
such a simple task. the universe open and freeing. takes me by the hand to the bottom of the ocean. awake on the moon to find you are never the only one.
endless jealously. fueled by. these thoughts burning, destroying all my confidence. i always thought false fantasies would be happy. now i lay awake. hopeless and wrong.
killing for fun.
lost truth. greed begetting greed. blood becoming wine becoming blood. lies. God knows the truth. i believe. thats all i need.
living life in between the sheets. intimate. loving. caring. warmth. her. she is all mine. only mine. i would do anything to stay here forever.
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