|Sometimes our greatest fears make the best pictures.|
Marching In TuneI don't want to hurt youMarching In Tune by ancient-seeker
but it seems like
everything I say just goes right ahead
and splits your skull open at the seams
where a nonsensical torrent of good advice
meets my lips.
I hate to be blunt but
it's so much easier than being sharp
like, as, a needlepoint injecting
similes into my skin.
I'm so worried about
form and figure
rhythm, rhythm, rhythm, count
one two three four,
clock's ticking, strikes
clichés every hour.
I stopped making sense a long time ago
and wasn't it better? When I became
a blind scientist
crunching numbers to please
rhyming, rhyming, rhyming.
I forgot a man who had changes to make;
he peered into my head to read
the narration and feel in,
wearing today's hat.
that falls from the sky
and teaches laughter to behave.
Would you like this back?
I believe this is your crisis of conscience,
because I've already got mine
and there it is out scaring children on the street.
It got dark before I was ready.
Maybe if I take yours and mine
ignoranceThe tears faded like the rainbow after the rainignorance by crazynoodle22
Time made the scars but it still left the pain
And though the night hides the wounds, It cant mufffle the screams
It cant erase the memories that loving you leaves
So as i stich up what bleeds and mend what is broken
I will supress all the hurt and the pain you've awoken.
And when i lay own to sleep i will say my prayers
Cover up all my flesh wounds and ignore all my tears.
the man i used to loveHe killed me very slowlythe man i used to love by crazynoodle22
he laughed as my soul was bled.
He cut me very deeply
He tied my wrists above my head.
And as i stood there binded
As i lost hope within my heart
he dug his blade across me
Its there he let the torture start.
he carved his name upon me
He left his mark in blood
He wrenched the tears from inside me
And so began the flood.
He drowned me in my sadness
and as he held me under i prayed for death
As i kicked he just pushed harder
i expected nothing less.
so in pieces as i lay there
i prayed for God above
to Save me from my demon-
The man i used to love.
I write and take pictures.
The two basic needs.
I'm in college for commerical photography.
I hope your visit here is not fruitless.
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