

My RampantMy RampantMy Rampant
Sunken gloom sets in hither
The world is grey as grey Too much likeness spreading quick Too little, too slow, too late
The battle lost, the ramparts fallen
The castle is bent and all is broken Commander dead and soldiers lost. There is no victory, all was the cost
A bloodied feather, a broken dagger A spear thats split in two Dented armor and rotting flesh Death and decay all enmesh
It will be years and years till the soil turns


Subjected lifeCrumpled letters.Subjected life
Words from not to long ago.
All those pictursque moments.
Everything has changed but one factor. Fuck factors. Math makes no sense to me anyhow.
If one plus one equals two, I don't see it.
Everything just equals one. Unlike math,
life cannot be calculated. There are no specific answers.
We cannot go back to check our problems. There's no erasing mistakes.
For life is written in ink.
No amount of white-out, can cover what has been done. Staring blankly at this test,
there is no A. B, C, D.
There are no questi


Everything I want is Intan....Everything I want is intangibleEverything I want is Intan....
I always knew this wasnt for me
I ask if it's worthless to try
So far away, separated by the sea
The only way to reach you is if I had wings
Once again the cold hand of Irony has gripped mine
And he has his way with me
Am I as tormented as Tantalus?
But unlike his story, there is no Persephone
No one will cup water into their hands
To allow me a friendly drink
You see this as an unfortunate fate
I see it as my opportunity to prove myself
I


Visions...From a seeing-stone perspective Things are warped, as in thinnies The earth beneath my feet is weak And bonds made are soon severed Clinging to a feeble present Like waiting for the axe to drop A dissolving world before my eyes The foundation's crumbling, tower's falling Thus setting into motion a violent future But a dozen moons have come and passed Both giving and taking Although what is taken outweighs the given And another dozen will do likewise Continuing this viscious cycle Like fish watching fish in a bowl And here, sitting, staring sorrowfully &nVisions...


What happens inside...FULL TITLE: "What Happens Inside the Hospital Room, Stays Inside the Hospital Room."What happens inside...
It is often said by men on their deathbeds that they can see their lives flashing before their eyes. However, such is not the case for our particular man. He had received no visitors for at least the past two weeks, and he was beginning to lose hope. After all, if you thought that nobody cared for you, would you still keep your will to live? I think not. And his will to live he certainly did lose.
He was a man of maybe sixty-five at best,
With thick greyish hair on his h
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and i never claimed to understand
what happens after dark;
but my fingers catch the sparks
at the thought of touching you
now you're wounded
- third eye blind
...black and white
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and i never claimed to understand
what happens after dark;
but my fingers catch the sparks
at the thought of touching you
now you're wounded
- third eye blind
How are you?
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