| This just... makes me think of China for some reason, lol. |


vocal chordsit's that feelingvocal chords
you know
that feeling you get from conflict
they yell at you scold you tell you you'll never amount to anything tell you they're disappointed in you say anything in that tone or even just give you that look and it's that feeling you get
your skin is screaming
you sit there and endure the words the yelling and that angry looks you sit there and clench your teeth and pretend not to care but the tears are stinging your eyes and
your skin is screaming &n


un.der.stan.dingthrobbing bass beats i try to drown out my thoughts and my melancholy in synths and throbbing bass beats pounding pounding pounding the darkness presses in and holds me together and smothers me i want to cry out i feel like i'm choking but all i see is empty labyrinths of blood and bone and the shine of cold metal i am waiting for a cut of awakening and a sigh of reprieve but none are forthcoming i lose myself in the tides of electronic melodies and harmonies the ups and downs of each wave of sound and yet quiet in stillness around me there is no sound but there is only sound every other sense fades until all i can do is hear and think but iun.der.stan.ding


past rain drops on the windowthe fog is hanging low this evening and my entire world is gray and cold and i like it this waypast rain drops on the window
every sound is only an echo of a distant dream what once was dominates in
ice-coated memories and condensation
out in the open i do not exist and all is melodic emptiness
and the air tastes like freedom
let me drift away like smoke in the mist without substance or being for i am losing myself tonight
let me dream of wide gray oceans and snow-capped mountain tops and a life without you &n


Faded Memory - Part II Lainie woke to the smell of burning wood and the warm glow of a campfire. Years of training in the cruel world she had to live in had taught her to take the opportunity to observe while she remained unobserved. Slowly and carefully she opened her eyes. The first thing in her sight was the star-speckled midnight blue sky. Looking from side to side the careful young woman saw no signs of danger in her periphery, and so slowly sat up. The movement made her bite her lip in pain as her skin stretched taught around hundreds of half-healed cuts. Her eyes darted around the campsiFaded Memory - Part II


What We WantedThis is what I wanted this is what I wanted. You repeat it to yourself, a mantra to convince me you were right. Maybe instead of wondering if I believed you, you should have been considering whether you believed yourself. But should haves are good for nothing in this world of direct and unintended consequences, except maybe to weigh us down so we cant make the same light-hearted mistake again. Heaven knows you needed weighing down.What We Wanted
I wanted to tell you that you were wrong, that somehow there was only one way to live. It was
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"People run out. Money runs out. Time runs out. But words don't run out." - J. Deborah Klein
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. "
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Of all the things I've lost, its you that I miss the most.
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"People run out. Money runs out. Time runs out. But words don't run out." - J. Deborah Klein
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. "
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May the Flames of Realm Purge this Wretched World!
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"People run out. Money runs out. Time runs out. But words don't run out." - J. Deborah Klein
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. "
- Ernest Hemmingway
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Of all the things I've lost, its you that I miss the most.
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