| Oh holey sock. |
SleepWaiting for winter... Icy shards to spark my eyes.Sleep
Wake me up when the snow starts to fall... Where grey sky blankets my soul...
Icy pavements, clarity in thought... You could remind me what we are. It's not so far...
One Way MazeI'm not afraid, I'm not. Only of becoming a collection of thoughts, a mass of others' memories for keeping's sake... Immortal to the unforgotten, and a need to evade the fake... It reassures us all... Every last as ignorant, a mind, a maze. Too packed. No place in space. Can't take.One Way Maze
| How many lives will be spent to unravel the truth, blood and anguish dripping in sickly ribbons draped across the unopened scrolls of infinite knowledge? How few lives will stand alone, a flicker of radiance in everlong darkness, spent not in searching for an answer, but in making the light as bright as can be, however short a time it may illuminate the jet black folds of Universe's eternal night? |
| Some will let the fire inside wither down and disappear before it has a chance to be. Some will fuel it, let it grow, a blazing inferno, to illuminate the minds of the blind. Whose embers will spread to fill the air, to ignite fires throughout the sky, to live on after the original flame is nothing more than wind-scattered ash? |
| A stray thought that brushed your mind with curiosity. |
Lazyyyy
Lazy
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Murk
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Friends don't waste wine when there's words to sell
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Murk
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Friends don't waste wine when there's words to sell
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