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Monday, April 19, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Dark days
A darkness envelops this highway
Shades my sight in a haze of gray
Winter has fell summer with an autumn blade
I watch as everything falls to the sting of decay
There are dark days ahead
Only thorns for my head
Nails line the path I tread
There are dark days ahead
- Posted on the go
Shades my sight in a haze of gray
Winter has fell summer with an autumn blade
I watch as everything falls to the sting of decay
There are dark days ahead
Only thorns for my head
Nails line the path I tread
There are dark days ahead
- Posted on the go
Saturday, April 10, 2010
something for the ladies
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It's a cosmetic blog that is being run by a friend's mum.
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I'm looking for something to push me of the edge.
I'm heading for a breakdown, I think this ship is going down.
I'm burning in my core all my nerves are raw.
I can't isolate the thing that makes me so irate.
I just know that I want something to eviscerate.
I can taste nothing but steel on my tongue,
Sanguine fire from my eyes that tears down,
I can't hold on, with everything falling apart,
I can't hold on, with everything closing in,
I can't hold on, catch my fall.