crueltywords fall out of thoughtless heartscruelty
they are empty and shallow
though they torment abnormality
half-broken, they are hurled in disgust
as their transparent poison leaves its mark
the breath of nighttimeagainst the warm golden light of summer darkness spills over willows and oaksthe breath of nighttime
like black ink from a glass bottle. shadows quiver and rustle in the still night air dancing away from the luminous moonlight. soft fingers of the stars caress dew-laden leaves
as they whisper their melancholy song. the wind weaves between blades, gliding like a silver snake. the night is alive.
~porcelainsanity
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make some noise
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Fly with the wind...
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make some noise
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it's your world so live in it
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I Am The Lizard King.....
I Can Do Anything.....
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I Am The Lizard King.....
I Can Do Anything.....
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92% percent of the teen population would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Put this in your signature if you are one of the 8% who would be laughing.
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