Dont you understand me? This cloud over my head is not okay. There are things that I need to get done. The burden I have been carrying is not my idea of fun, and it doesnt give you permission to take a shot below the bel . . .
Do I dare question it? This world is ending with countless years of false doubting. Let's get up and arise. Speculation. Your dreams are long gone. Now you told me to never hold back mercy. So, this is now evolving into . . .
Currently holding that tongue. Lets just see what happens. Sky is red tonight. It moves streaming with rain that beats the pavement. How does it sound against the church roof or its bells? It probably echoes. Sanctuary m . . .
Then all silence is removed from the last room with the cord ripped from the phone. She stays asleep. She remains asleep. Why wont she wake? In the background I can hear the trumpets sing their song so powerful, so elega . . .
Chaos brings order. Who will you allow to lead you blindly until the end? You're like a little girl with a stupid crush. We all sing glory. We all choke ourselves with our own ignorance. There is so much more to life tha . . .
Just take it in stride. One breath and I think I feel free. All we can do is strive for the best thoughts, the best feelings, the "warm fuzzy" feeling. As a child, I believed these all came to me due to the process of li . . .
Blooming into a fight for glory, we will rise above. We will rise above all else. The glory for us. But in the beginning weve dug this endless hole. Here we are, and I know we will have to work together. And in the begin . . .
Time and time again, will his knowledge lead his aggression? You insist on bringing home a broken child, just like you. Is this failure what youre grinning at? Dont shut the curtain. Dont block the view of precious portr . . .
Your due date is up. Don't make comments on irrelevant subjects. There is a man who seeks his own happiness, and his smile is warmer than five of yours. You keep singing to a tasteless song. He whistles to a song of hope . . .
Soft memories of a life well lived. I'm thinking back and loving every moment I had. This dull feeling is working through me, and every waking moment is more static. As I step onto my porch of reflection, a brief wind of . . .
I can no longer tell the days from the nights. The moon glows an eerie red and I could swear it was covered in blood. Something big is going to happen something so big it could forever change the world. What have you all . . .
Some kind of friction has scarred me, but created your new style. My reasons to endure used to be based around who you were, and your brilliant passion that could blaze right in front of a perfect stranger. This is my do . . .
Walls are painted as a brightness surrounding the tired and desperate eyes of that figure standing on the edge. Can it pull its weight when it takes that step and spreads its lovely arms to free-fall without fear? Shots . . .
Open those eyes. Wake from peace. Orders are some favorite color. Same old same old is their battle cry. Why don't we keep searching for a new flavor? Our hearts have become a routine. Worthy kings have broken backs for . . .
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