

Some wayRestless night, staring at the ceiling Never used to this feeling The empty one beside me My mind longing to be free From thinking of you Wondering if this happens to you Walking around in the emptySome way
Home you made with me My mind worse that any picture Wishing there was some cure With time I guess itll be okay At least thats what they say At night laying in bed It could just be in my head If feels like your might be Sometimes thinking about me Its sudden and quick to go Regardless I hope you know The end will be


Being TrueJaded , tired, walking, talking marioneteBeing True
Thinking back to when we met Its not the tears, shouts, extensive insecurities that hang around The laughs, carebear stares, hot hands in the tub that wont go under ground Was it really that bad, couldnt talk to me instead Intuitive or not somethings arent known unless said Say its best to forget and move on instead of spiral down Only fools fall in love, and here I sit with my jokers crown
You were being true Just end up hurting you End up hurting you Saying these words was you Guess this was


Cold AugustIt has been a year without you So much has changed yet remains the sameCold August
It has been a year without you You still fill my thoughts and heart
It has been a year without you Does my name cross your mind pass your lips
And I wish
It wasn't a year without you To wake up and find you here
It wasn't a year without you Silver bands still worn
It wasn't a year without you To have the days last feel be your lips
And Yet
It has been a year without you And your pillow is still empty
It has been a y
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They break when they hit the atmosphere
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With you, always, in art...
my blog - Peng's Art Table [link]
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Hey, how come we all avoid the scraps, i think they're a more honest expression of an artist style and a chance to reverse-engineer the process, sooooo, give the scraps a chance people. [link] Hey, i look at yours
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Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to slide in sideways, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, screaming "HOLY SHIT what a ride!
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Hey, how come we all avoid the scraps, i think they're a more honest expression of an artist style and a chance to reverse-engineer the process, sooooo, give the scraps a chance people. [link] Hey, i look at yours
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"If you are able to keep on dreaming then you're allowed to burst somtimes,
This burning passion engraved in my heart will never ever cool down."
Shine by Luna Sea
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