Poor mans drug is a lack of oxygen

incantation of a suicidal tendency known for its eery sense of companionship in a moderate fiction

It started with a crush.

I liked the girl with bubble-gum eyes. She had, what is called a mishap in reality.

I guided my self nearer and closer to view more clossely her. Infatuated. with like itself I invited myself closer to the feeling thaan ever before. I loved and found myself falling towards the great motivation, love.

I liked the girl with bubble-gum eyes.

I was falling, I glanced with caution towards her laughter. Her powers did not cease wITH THat OF HER EYES, shE DREW IN Charisma wiTH Each BREath and made beaUTY of her illusiveness and precise and accurate direction towrad a perfect self. I wanted and gave in to desire. Finding myself unaware of and recalling I was in attention, none the less, of her gaze.

She knew I ,as many knew, the one called devine. I was heaven in human form, I an angel. This was not with the illustration I made clear, not an angel, but pure in heart. soul and perfect. In one clear sense I was an angel, my eyes looked to her in wonder, reflecting what she saw: my eyes forgotten and I just a thought.

It was made obvious, in the attention created in my illusive behavior, as I were of those who went anomynous. I a shadow, her a law. Something demanding to be paid attention to. I the sheep, her the Earth.

It ended with a deviant call of unsatifaction. I was left aimless.

Making clear my soul I inteneded to give. As in nature, the unexpected draws most attention and full aware the eyes of the many.

So I involved the task of devolpement , sifting through the most diverse and deep essence of my being, I created a bridge. Out of love. It was my genius, my manifest. . . I made clear to her my interest and wished her to talk to me. I said, I wish, and in her direction I took sight.

It didnt work, so I iinvented something new. A gift. Hers her troubled eyes, mine my soul. I gave it to her.

I approached the wondereing girl and said simply, here. She took my life and I discovered her to be loving beyond sight.

I asked her what is it she would have of me, and this now she said, to become the king.

grace and beauty swept over me, fear I knew of but lost. I was determined and yet shaken, such a thing could be done. If I wished to be her slave, I could wish for most anything. I took companion a bird, the dove with the title Mermaid. It spoke in my mind, I said to it fly and it obeyed as I command it respond. It's action my reaction and blissful awakening. I knew now what to do.To retrieve for me the key.

.A blind man said simple. I. have a key, to unlock the insides of the blissful. I wondered in complete enstrangement, to unlock the insides of men, this could mean I could waver decision over any.so king i could be, he asked though for a life. My own death in my own hands.So this is what I did. I took it later, my life, and this is what revelation I had. Laughter, but I will tell you how laughter is a key for love.

Descisive I remained for I could not attain the key so now,

To kill the lion

The lion beast Virtue made kingdom our spiral city on the hill. The entertwining island of Awe. I knew what and how to kill him.

I decided though, I knew it in my heart to make sacrifice of what I knew, I could not take one life, of another creature, so this my decision..

 

Chapter 2 : To kill myself.

in death there is only a world underneath, I was a soul. I sat in the pouring rain. The madness that ensued shortly after made clear and long the ways to eternal mindlessness which I fell into. I found a ghost not spirit a ghost, capable of intertwining into both worlds. Mine and my owners. I realized I must talk to mermaid or cease to exist. So he asked for a favor.

He said go to the man with the legs for arms, and see if he can erase my memory. He is dancing by the woman on fire, carry yourself child, he spoke. To the dance. Tell me how I forget what is not lost. And the ghost moved from sight.

I let myself wonder, and hoped to ensue the burning woman. I smelled the burning ember of flesh. I followed misdirection towards the smell and saw the man who was dancing.The man sat engulfed, screaming in pain.

Ill manered and completely full, of, the word escapes me, Lunacy. He danced in an , upside down and crooked fashion . The man with legs for arms, and arms for legs, he ran around the fire. Chase ensued and we lept faster and faster, is he scrambled in his mind, was this all a game. He lept and said to me catch me and you will know, so I sat, and watched him fall. He tripped as I sat on the ground, over my twitching shadow. He, my shadow. was nervous from the lady set fire.

Calmed and weary the man sat and asked me, he cried and spoke, why do I hurt. I asked how I make gone a memory, he spoke softly, answer me and I answer you.

Make believe crossed my mind, I asked the woman, and she told me a secret I will remember for eternity. You already know.

I already know, exclaimed I, as I split from myself. The former me was too caring, so I split into two. The dark and the long. I wasimpure in such a world as I took a life, of my own for my like. The like of love.

I slept.

I awoke myself and dreamed a not like anything I can describe. So this part I leave for for mind's to give way for you to dream. halfway I remembered, I already knew. The man was sad for the fact he was alone, so I told him and he was gone. My answer lost.

Music drew my attention. We(the dark and I, the narrow, sleek slim and soon to be) looked, and saw the odd and fascinating. A demon dancing playing the fish. Crys were coming from it in the sound of music as he touched and tortured the creature. Isaid in curiosity tiwards the giant, what is it you do, and he answered, to let it feel. Pain is a way to see. I said, your a fuckup, f*****g nuts. I agreed with myself in a proclaimed exlaimed laughter that I and I both undrstood. We took a wondering eye in each others direction, we knew. There was something, something terrrible on it's approach.

"Kids" the man said, "give me your opinion", said the demon touching fish. "I have an understanding to make evident, to breath underwater is how?".

We replied, "give us your cloak and we shall tell". So for a cloak the answer shot from our lips. "Put the fish in your mouth". "Ah" said the thing, the demon with wing. Ah said the thing, "indeed".

He then ran, made leep for the water. We still heard the fish screaming, let me out, let me oummmm. I laughed.

And on to a fish of a tail.

We took the cloak and bound it to ourselves. Standiong tall making way, we knew in our hearts that an odd and strange thing made way for us. So we acted and gave in to role of a sailor. We took boat, a boat a long skinny boat, one which took us along.

Sailing adventure toward sea we made clear to one another that we might not make it home. Darkness, and I.

WE now see illuminating the hill, a city made of glow.

 

The people of candy, and the city of luminesence and brilliance.. We started eating them, ripping them apart, eating the village.Luring them in, We sat and them took from the city. But in disguise we were for we stood as a person single. In the robe, the high and mighty hold.

We bought with our souls the currency of all, we bought the beast of the hollow, to repent and buy back our savage nature. We had spent it all on the city. And fearce we were in need of being, for the sea was full of rage.

But now, a word of the adventure taken placeafter the city far aside, the darkeness took light from the city as he were what he were . This added wieght, in extreme

Living as one,the darkness and I turned sailor,we took way and noticed a hole. We sank

>This is where situatuion got completly strange, odd misserable. and life itself, in death, took change. I died yet again. Drowning , my lungs burst, explode and I twist in agony. The darkness stayed living in the first realm of death, I proceed further.. To the MIxture of what dreams illude the quiet things that remained a mystery, except true, the notion, that nightmares were real. They are quite human in nature. They spoke in confusing voice, sounding like teeth chattering, the mysterous laughter crept on the floor. Walking towards me, the laughter came at me with a smile, they asked with a polite and kind chatter, and somehow I understood. I replied, no. I do not want to buy any voices. The laughter knew my secrets, my intelect and had grasp of my moments, my memories my will my all. they moved as I moved and thought as I thought felt what i felt. I thought, they quivered in disbelief as soon I made remedy and began to sew. I made a doll, using witchcraft, voodoo I practiced. Black magic as it were, I made use of the laughter by making it my own.

Consumed by the surrounding aura of the nightmares, thier chattering lulled me to sleep, into another world, which my dreams had followed me out of. I awoke, put simply the night lept from my eyes, As I dream my subconcious spewed into this world what things were in my subconicious made themselves present. Ask me I said, of what things crept forward. Making way, beautiful bliss and alterego spilled onto the floor. manifest of my whole, reality in what I remembered lept forward, the girl with the bubble gum eyes came to me, and I realized, the key to bliss is laughter.

 

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