

Let it LieJust let it lie; is it dead? That is for me to know, and you not to care about, because that comes easily for you. Drowning in a sea of doubt, wallowing in whatever I can find, to bring me down. Bereft of solace because I have slain my own serenity. I allow my own sentiments, to impale me. Ignorance of madness leaves me addicted to my sorrow. Craving the burn, seeking oblivion, desiring to turn my back on the only ones who care. To sever contact, despite the familiar pain of loss. Multitudes of questions, are answeredLet it Lie
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"'Thou shalt not kill.' Remember? What kinda church man are you anyway?"
I hate it. I love doing the stuff, but I hate the class. Make sense? I have to go print something.... I will eventually. Love ya too.
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"Fallen betwixt the fate of the lover and the fighter goes the inspiration to the one they call the Gray."
you sit next to me in masons class
nice artwork by the way
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ham n cheese hotpockets for life
you sit next to me in masons class
nice artwork by the way
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ham n cheese hotpockets for life
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"It can't rain all the time"
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"'Thou shalt not kill.' Remember? What kinda church man are you anyway?"
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