Filth EmbeddedDecomposing self-contruction wrapped up in a bitter soul. My skin is raw as the water beats down upon me. No longer do I seek refreshment and no longer do I hope for salvation. Things were never as they so seemed. Lies embedded into my being like scarred over tattoos, forever there and forever reminding me of that filth that bore into every fiber of my being. Figuratively speaking, I am dead. There lie nothing beyond my dark eyes, my black eyes. You can not trust what you can not see the end of. Scum drips from my toes as I pull my legs from the waters of truth. It's consuming me. Every breath is a pant, it's hard to breathe when your lungs aFilth Embedded
Untitled.Living lies and killing dreams. Life is nothing but bipolar madness. Every promise is hard to fulfill. Every proposal is nothing to live by. Every kiss is too easy to forget. Chances are discarded while we all stop caring. Time is too much to ask for now.Untitled.
Not thinking for tomorrow while we cease the remembrance of our past. There's nothing but what's in the moment, as harsh as that will always be for our success, we'll never learn. We're waiting for something, we don't know what it is, but it'll never happen. Emotion is nothing but a decoy to ensnare the unsuspecting, hopeless and naive. Nothin
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Son Nefesimi Tükettim, Bitti Bende Senler...!
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"No, I have never been sexually voracious... whatever that means... But maybe I'll be sexually voracious next week!" ~Alan Rickman
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haha i licked you like 52 times hahahahaha
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Aren't you scared of the moon crashing into the Earth? Or waking up to your life being a dream?
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You'll always be there, face I live with.
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Desperation calls the few
that gather in the night;
Restoration makes them new
and harbors them in light.
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All flesh is as grass, and the glory of man is as the flower of the field,
because the grass withers, and its flower falls away.
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