DisemboweledI dreamt of being disemboweledDisemboweled
I dreamt of insides opened wide Of every part of me in light In the dream I wished I’d died
Everything I had; everything I was Left bloody and exposed
Every single part of me Unwillingly disclosed
The knife was sharp The blade bit deep Flesh parted under easy hands The rest left in a heap
Dying on the dirty floors Screaming in the stagnant air Left lying in the loveless ground Abandoned with no one aware.
Visions of TomorrowI had visions of tomorrow. I had visions without end. I had visions of a future. I had visions to defend.Visions of Tomorrow
I had visions of a goal I had many nearly dreams I had visions of a future. Now, I don't know what that means.
Everything in this life is so Continuous and cruel. Everything that I had wanted Tells me that I am the fool.
I had visions built like skies Bright with color from the sun I had visions of success And they all remain undone
I've been stuck in this rut I've been trapped in life's lie I've been liv
A Progression of Sullied LossI married you in steel A timid kiss with my fist I let you live alone And not a memory is missedA Progression of Sullied Loss
You left me in your heart A tempest place for this dark In my memory you’re just a shadow Struggling against the stark And lonely place where I live But for the subtle hints you give
The company you find there
How To Become A DOCTORA doctor is a person who goes on T.V. to talk to other people about their insignificant problems and tell them that they're stupid, making the problem worse. 1. Graduate from college and become a doctor. 2. What?!? You have to work in a stupid doctor's office! Phil and Oprah never had to do that! 3. It's your first day. Avoid your boss so that he won't make you the garbage man. 4. On the second day, ask your boss for a raise. He'll think that the reason he hasn't seen you is because your so good. 5. You got the raise! Now for the tricky part: DEALING WITH THE PATIENT. 6. A little boy cHow To Become A DOCTOR
StrokePicture this: A brush, dipped in red, Scraping canvas with a murmur A sweet and gentle murmur, Stroking, Streaking the sky Trailing a story, In bloody orange, that Speaks volumes. Speaking in tongues In pulses and kisses. Softly. Softly. Softly hinting, Whispering of a time That likes to hide behind the now. The angry, desperate now, That seeks to consume These gentle whispers.Stroke
Alright, back again.
Gloomy
well, hurry back to dA. miss ya.
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