

Swallowing frogsLife Is the stream of a half broken promise The accumulation Of fore told prophecies Scribed onto the scrubbed surface Of a Salvador Dali landscape Smudged and blown Stray as heatSwallowing frogs
In the burning slips
Of cremated words Its a tear Sent to dry In a far away Hell Embers
Remaining
After the down pour
Of a volcano Embed in the scars Of a swallowed frog Life Is the Kanji Of Inevitable In a British dictionary The Might Of a devil
Robbing a tongue The imagined dance O


Non the less...I'll either go somewhere or nowhere. At least, that's what I've always thought. Maybe setting such a goal is... Too high out of my reach &nbNon the less...


It just fits that way...Dark exist within the Light. And Dark is there to give a name to Light. Yet, when Dark overwhelms, the one thing that can break through it is Light. Hence forth, a bond of Love is formed, where the motion of pushing and pulling exists... Are shadows needed? Yes, because without them, we wouldn't know Light and that would make a World of neutral, non existence. An example of how the bond of Love makes the World go round and round...It just fits that way...
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Kiba Lover!
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Straight as a circle
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The early bird gets the worm, but the late worm gets to live another day.
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It's not about the pageviews!
wake up! and do some real art...
Will be having a look through your work see.
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Fading, screaming, darkness is mine.
Excluded, rejected, interest is waning.
The bleeding inside,
Shelled by deceit as my hunger grows for significance
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"Better to reign in Hell, then to serve in Heav'n"
"-Gone in a faery sigh
-I can hold my breath..."
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Love is a four letter word... think about that before you let yourself be dumb enough to feel it...
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It's not about the pageviews!
wake up! and do some real art...
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