pallious triminationan insite into ones life
is through the eyes
of ones self
see their strengths
their weaknesses
their burdens
and their loves.
strength is but a weakness
creative illusions
dissolvingi sit alone in my dark corner frozen to the spot with no energy to fight this depression that forms inside i let it engulf me noone can see the darkness slowly clouding my eyes i feel nothing in my body i can no longer feel my heart beating i can see no reflection in the broken mirror that lay beside me i am noone i take the form of the wall behind me slowly dissolvingdissolving
i am nothing
i am gone.
me -a collection of anger-in a short space of time i have lost all mental feeling i had in my body now i feel depleated i feel lost ive been made to hate the world just that little bit more i feel like my mind is collapsing around me like my body is slowly crumbling away i feel nothing but the pain of livingme -a collection of anger-
and i hold scars upon my skin that show my fruitless attemps of running but still i remain but still i stand here with eyes outlined in red [i cry too much] i come to the conclusing that if people would listen if they could hear my voice i could be wh
sailor of the unknownlost and alone, upon the blackened boat, whos destination is unknown, no memory of the world beyond the darkness, floating down the river, no noise, no sight, no light, no hope of life, just silence, the body slowly changing, as time continues to flow, here he will grow old, with no destination, he is eternally forgotten, left just to ride out his trip, towards the unknownsailor of the unknown
My Foolish Suicidei left the realm of the living, and walk amongst the dead, "i will saor through the tree tops, upon the wings of an eagle", is what i had once said, i am forever but a vision, a memory in your mind, i followed my own delusion, now i fall so far behind, my thoughts were of beauty, a peace that would never fail, my body i left to see, the beauty in my minds eye, but truely my mind lied.My Foolish Suicide
i live not with the living, i dine not with the dead, i was fead these thoughts, of joy and happiness, i was, fooled by my thoughts,
i
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Take My Hand And Let Us Fly
Past This Broken Sky
To Our Paradise
In Time We Will Fall
Back Down To Earth
But Pain We Shall Not Feel
For I Am Yours
And You Are Mine
Our Love Will Never Faulter
Our Love Is Eternal...
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Benjerman Conner Green 1988- 2005
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You were right about the stars: each one is a setting sun.
your gallery is very nicee!!
bye bye
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Quand je serais grande je voudrais être un Ange.
And sorry for the late reply!
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Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one. - Stella Adler
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dont fall in.
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klaha thinks he's a ghost...
prints
peace in AMEHIKAAAH!
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dont fall in.
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the one that is hated from the masses
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Bruno Pantone Art Photography
RedLight Studio
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