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Should painful weeps escape me As I recognize the figure behind the gun? Whose expression is as betraying As the deceased star within our..

Whetted glass whirls in my stomach, Originating from a splintered heart; As it desperately pumps blackened blood Containing miniature, honed ..

Some hurt more than others.

Sometimes the gem we want is not the gem we deserve.

Ever feared a mirror?

Some forms of love cannot be understood.

From the ashes My soul shall rise Splintered among millions Of burnt specks of dust Left to ascend Wherever the ash may fall And ..

Does the correct answer lie obvious In every challenge to our poise? Just because it sounds positive, Does that mean it was the right choice?..

In my mind exists a prison, Two roles, a jailer, a prisoner, played by I; The jailer is soulless while he tortures the other, Heeding no atte..

Why can’t this be a nightmare? Why does it all have to be real? I beg anybody to tell me this is all false, But reality shows that my l..