7.14.07A circular pointed shape, Like pecks between the beating, On my heart like the chest of a proud ape; [Forty six and still two short] You abolish the emptiness Of cold open quietness; [Not silence; Your breathing sounds like heaven] The when I hear the clock, Impatience and worry increases between each fleeting, Tick and Tock; [It's the way you eminate] You drive me mad, And you're the only one to make me sad; [But I love you more than all others] How I yearned to be in the first row, Of the auditoriums tired seating; [Those were the days7.14.07
AKA BrotherWe sat together, making mock rhymes, Filling all our spare time With beeps and screams and sprays Of crimson plasma death rays. Hours were filled with deep talking thoughtfulness Vampires, escapes, God and the likely faithfulness. It happen months ago, It was broken that one time when I think we killed the flow. I know we've been together again, I just can't get it through my head my friend, That one day you'll leave me, Though my thoughts are decieving; Like that crooked masked I sewed, I know one day there's be a fork in the road And I won't be the one to waAKA Brother
Ahem.
Neutral
And stuff.
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"That which is not dead can eternal lie,
And through strange æons even death may die."
- The Necronomicon
~Sam
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Fucked up and oblivious.
Welcome to the dA!
I really hope you will like it here.
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Supreme Thinking
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