"when you are alone everything has hard lines. things are sharper and dependance is a concept. I'm not sure if dependence and relationships are where its at, or if life is trial by fire; hard lines and sunken cheeks. to be alone and on one's toes seems the most natural response. But one cannot deny the simple gesture of a head on a shoulder."

what that once was searching
the sands for truth, 
now becomes a chase.

a losing race against waters'
rushing, reeling pace.

to often, seeking sand for
truth; now a wasted, troubled
useless youth

i write my name,  'twixt others what
have come here among the dunes.
Next, though, is the ends' root,
in truth:

the crushing tide sweeps clean
the sand's slate, the ( Read more... )

 i slowly start to lose my mind
as the clock cruely unwinds

the day is almost finished
i am crumbling, diminished,
with a sense for what is written...

i am following a path set down

these nights are always rambling
with these visions all a dancing

my memory begins to fade away
like sunlight fading on the cay,
the ocean truly understands me;

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 It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, wont see another one
And then he sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
Ive got a feeling
This years for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

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its so fucking boring here.

rory dolan's is dead. shooot me

i think i'm slowly losing my mind over these past two weeks.

no thank you, i've already had two cups already

spin  my head aground ( Read more... )