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Dead Men Tell No LiesHere we lie in this silent ruin a testiment to things once standingDead Men Tell No Lies
Upon us you tread but below us you belong. Where dead men tell no lies. nor have shame behind their eyes.
where stones hold tales reproductions with a seamless familiarity our memory is everlasting and our tombs ever hungry.
Some Say Folly...I’ll have you know, that at one point I was familiar with loveSome Say Folly...
With this familiarity everything meant something.
Those days are gone. And things have begun a new… I see things from a new point of view.
Heartbreak after heart break …it was more than I could take. I was always the mistake.
But with all that is new Things take on a different kind of hue…
A shade… Much brighter than before.
Fraying and Weakenedlife flows fluidic slipping through my fingersFraying and Weakened
the future is weak and fraying at the edges rough around the sides with failure intersewn
watch as the words drip from the lips of fate and observe the expression on her face when she recognizes the taste.
Faceless.I have but two faces constantly contending for surface valueFaceless.
One face is cold and empty this face is becoming a more permanent fixture
It holds no trust and less love It knows no compassion
It sees the nothing in people and holds equal faith
The other however,
less frequent It holds a half smile. It compells that extra mile
But to maintain this is a strain and from there it's easy to explain
why often times...
I hold no face at all.
Gloomy
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*let-it-di
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If a kiss where a raindrop i would send you showers If i hug where a second i would send you hours If smiles where the water i would send you the sea If friendship where a person i would send you me
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FORO-SURREAL-CREATIVO
El Sitio del Surrealismo en Espaņol
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- i finally cracked
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