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this sorrowMy days are spent with longing My nights with hopeless dreams My forlorn core that mourns the inspirationthis sorrow
I let escape from me
A dream I let disappear A single hope that's gone My very soul that sings a poem That cries for what I lost
The sorrow, this sorrow Haunts every waking thought The soul in which I could create Has been so long lost
The sorrow, this sorrow It whispers me to sleep I lie down in this sadness And wade through it in dreams
The sorrow, this sorrow Oh how can I be free? When I breathe


cagedhe said the stars always shone for him they danced and sang and played a wicked beat i went out on a limb and asked if he was dreamingcaged
"i'm never awake sleep is when i speak this meeting is all fake so who's the one that's caged?"
i blinked and he was gone cold metal bars surrounded me
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There's nothing that you can do.
The sky is going to crush you.
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~ Pudge the Fish {{[link]
Thanks for dropping by!
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Then again, who am I?
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*note: excessive exposure to me may cause acute paranoia, hyperactivity, foaming at the mouth, sugar highs and subsequent crashes, poor taste in clothing and an obsessive need to be near horses.
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*note: excessive exposure to me may cause acute paranoia, hyperactivity, foaming at the mouth, sugar highs and subsequent crashes, poor taste in clothing and an obsessive need to be near horses.
It ends this friday.
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Zelda
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Zelda
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I dont like your attitude lately! -_-
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Zelda
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