A HEAVY
SILENCE
IMBUES
THIS MOMENTOUS
OCCASION
SHORT SMILES
NOURISH
THE EGO,
BUT BEWARE,
FOR BUT A
MISFLUTTERED
EYELASH
COULD KILL ME WHERE I STAND
THOUGH,
THE ONLY BLOOD
SPILLED
WILL BE THIS PENS,
AS I RECORD MY
TORMENT
A HEAVY SILENCE IMBUES THIS MOMENTOUS OCCASION SHORT SMILES NOURISH THE EGO, BUT BEWARE, FOR BUT A MISFLUTTERED EYELASH COULD KILL ME WHERE I STAND THOUGH, THE ONLY BLOOD SPILLED WILL BE THIS PENS, AS I RECORD MY TORMENT |
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Some people say they haven't yet found themselves. But the self is not something one finds; it is something one creates.
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Some people say they haven't yet found themselves. But the self is not something one finds; it is something one creates.
I'm looking forward to reading more of your work!
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"These carbon shells,
These fragile dusty frames
House canvases of souls.
We are bruised and broken masterpieces,
But we did not paint ourselves."
--- "Economy of Mercy", Switchfoot
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