Umm. What?-Ally Macbeal
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Cubic ThoughtsTurn off the wires. Seek out the switch. And in your created darkness Seal yourself in a cardboard box. Think uninfluenced thought. And discover what you truly think. Surprising how when it’s dark We actually think for ourselves.Cubic Thoughts
by ~StarkProse
Blood-Stained BallotsOh the truths they tell Rise and fall. Principles, Principles. Work, Sell, Use. Work real hard to get some ice Sell your ice to buy some fire Use your fire to melt the ice. Dye our hair and buy neat clothes. Make our statements; empty words. Empty thoughts, empty promises. Preach to a deaf choir. For all your good intents You only make things worse With your hypocrisies. You thought you made the right decision And when you got the choice again History repeated itself. You realise now you were wrong, It’s kind of late But at leastBlood-Stained Ballots
by ~StarkProse
Pulmonary DarknessWe met, I was fine. We talked, I realised. You were special. You are special. And so we learned about each other, And deeper you fell Into my heart. But silent I was, My clandestine feelings Were uttered only to myself. You told me how you felt, And still I lay dead to my surroundings Until it all passed. Now you’re dead. My center that kept me alive Is now a hole.Pulmonary Darkness
I would say how could you do this to me, But it’s all my fault. Fuck my silence. I’m drinking myself to death So I can be with you.
by ~StarkProse
On Love, Innocence, and DeathHit by the blind archer of love’s arrow We unwittingly fall prey to the Heart. A warmth seeps into our deepest marrow And our own minds begin to fall apart. Born to this world we know not about love Innocent, our eyes sparkle like the sun. We are at peace like the white on a dove Until our emotions launch like a gun. But what begins with eleven black crows Can only finish with eight, blacker still. Our sorrow-struck hearts filled with many woes, Where we can’t speak, misery-filled tears will. And thus in loves cruel cycle we are stuck. So when you hear a whizzing arOn Love, Innocence, and Death
by ~StarkProse
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"...and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God."
Ephesians 5:2
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i'm taking a mental picture=blinks=
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"...and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God."
Ephesians 5:2
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"...and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God."
Ephesians 5:2
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i'm taking a mental picture=blinks=
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i'm taking a mental picture=blinks=
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