

DescentOnce disciple of the earthen brown Now the only way to go is down So he can rise again to the top Just hope he knows when to stop Reverse the role of hunter-hunted Make way back, but not unconfronted Slowly drowning in quicksand Not knowing if its his last standDescent
Enslaved by marble-blue Too stiff, shackled to pursue Yet under his own nose lies Once known, long sought sunny skies Tortured by the notion Of old plans set in motion Doubt reigns supreme Obsession extreme
The end draws near As all grows clear All that was a


ClericHe walks down the aisle with a pistol in his hand Concealed by the gentle swaying of a dark overcoat People on their knees, staring, as he passes by The Father preaching the Good Word to loyal disciplesCleric
The priestly man spots the cleric clad in black As he raises the barrel to head-level with gasps from the crowd And shoots to kill, penetrating the Godly mans frame The musicians stop and the onlookers scream
They try to get out but the cleric locked the doors Go forth in peace, he finishes, Not to love and serve God But one another.


The Unbound LeaderAgainst all odds He rises up before The water can swallow himThe Unbound Leader
No longer a patriot No longer a servant But the righteous protector
As the sirens shriek and wail He remains steadfast There is no alternative
Than to be free


Above the StormRainfall hisses against the pavement Vaporized into knee-high fog The moon disappears behind the clouds Resting above the stormAbove the Storm
The orb is full but shrouded Watching us tear each other apart Through a thin veil Separating us from her
I want to reach the moon To get above the clouds To step back and not partake In the chaos of the world
Rainfall still hissing against the road Forming a drifting fog Like humble ghosts passing to their graves I drive alone
I ponder whilst I can But wisdom has left me All I am le


Sleeping BeautyThis can't be real, I must be dreaming. There is no way that in my arms, beauty is sleeping.Sleeping Beauty
Her scent takes me in and she's breathing softly. This can't be, how can someone make me so happy?
How is it that this sleeping beauty was telling me earlier
how much she loved me?
I'm not good enough, it must have been lies... Yet when i look into her face, it is only sincerity in her eyes.
This can't be real, she could have had anyone. Why me? I'm no one...
Yet here she is in my arms. Here


Make a WishRub the belly, make a wish. "I wish for a kiss." Wish came true.Make a Wish
Rub the belly, make a wish. "I wish to be happy" Wish came true.
Rub the belly, make a wish. "I wish to not feel so empty." Wish came true.
Rub the belly, make a wish. With you, they always come true.


Nothing Could Be BetterNothing could be better than this, just us, lying together.Nothing Could Be Better
My head on your shoulder, your warmth on me, there is no place Id rather be. Nothing could be better.
You push away my hair to give me a kiss. I know these are the moments in the future I will miss. But about the future, I do not care.
Think about the present. Dont think about the future or the past, just make these moments last. Feel these feelings that are oh so pleasant.
Ill live right now, life to the fullest. You and me here, lying t
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!
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Tres Bien = TREES BEAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Super Telescope = Spiky Towels of DOOM!
"Why would you put coconut milk on a sandwich?"
Slugs: Infecting sidewalks since 10,000 BC
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Tres Bien = TREES BEAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Super Telescope = Spiky Towels of DOOM!
"Why would you put coconut milk on a sandwich?"
Slugs: Infecting sidewalks since 10,000 BC
(omg omg omg like lol on the floor. wait! roflol! MWAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEMOOOOINK.
you heard nothing, thomas, nothing. so goodbye......
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Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello? Crap why do people hang up.
PS I promise I'll actually say HI on Friday
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People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you can appriciate them when they're right, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.
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