Thank you.
~Tre'


We are the WaterWeWe are the Water
Crash Down
Like an angry wave, On the gaps In your reasoning, Gaps the no amount of sand, Could ever hope to fill.
We are the rushing streams, Constantly Eroding away your arguments, And violently sweeping them away, To a lo


For Pity's Sake No, for pity's sake I will NOT help you.For Pity's Sake
Nor for Pete's. Because pity is for the weak. Accepting pity is accepting defeat. Accepting that you can no longer be self-sustaining, And accepting that you can no longer rely on yourself, Which, as we both kno


ConscienceI realized yesterday, why This Is tearing me apart.Conscience
It's not the pain, [or loss] [or memories]
[nor loneliness] [not even the silence]
I think it's that feeling, That's been hiding in my head, Like a dormant disea


Reconstructive Surgery always silent, never sharing with anyone, nor caring for anyone, nor caring to share.Reconstructive Surgery
until The Listener, always hearing him, without hesitance; a safe release.
until The Departure, where he's left with no audience, after growing accustomed to a constant receiver; struggling to re-adapt to his silent demeanor.
&nbs


Dancing in Your MetaphorsI got dirty today. I danced in your puddle and now I have your words all over. Someone said I should rinse them off. But I love the random yet purposed designs. I think I will not wash. Instead let the colored metaphors fade with time. Thank you for letting me dance in your puddle. I had fun. And I hope the stains dont fade too soon.Dancing in Your Metaphors
| Just a regular kid, I guess. I have the worst handwriting, but the best of ideas(in my opinion, not in anyone else. I frequently come up with horrible ideas as well) and, the worst friends(nah, they're pretty cool actually). Life's pretty good right now, though it hasn't always been. I just try to think about now, and and the future, never the past if i can help it. And i have weird ways of looking at things XD ok so i take it back, I'm not a normal guy. I'm kinda weird. |
--
"she was eatin' tootie fruities when her head exploded,
blood and brains and milk and rainbow painted the walls..."
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In Flames we trust.
Maggots for life.
Rise Against it all.
--
"she was eatin' tootie fruities when her head exploded,
blood and brains and milk and rainbow painted the walls..."
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Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any
Sense of compassion between supposed lovers
--
In Flames we trust.
Maggots for life.
Rise Against it all.
--
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any
Sense of compassion between supposed lovers
--
In Flames we trust.
Maggots for life.
Rise Against it all.
--
"she was eatin' tootie fruities when her head exploded,
blood and brains and milk and rainbow painted the walls..."
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