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I had nothing and I became nothing. That is, at least, how it started. I opened my eyes and saw shining dark green to the side of me. ..

I had officially entered the boy’s club. This was something I had looked forward to for months. Jasper’s teammates tea..

I saw a church ahead of me. Flanked by an ancient bloody house and a dominating golden cathedral. Tarnished bolted lock, no key. Blistered double ..

we lie down in reckless decadence the sound of wavering remission and a heart filled confession of love lofting above our heads flying into the..

I want to close my eyes And fade out Like noise muffled by increasing distance I’m still looking for meaning That may never define Through ..

These walls are closing in on me I've kept to myself too long The words you spoke The life you broke - Here laying in pieces Well it took a year ..

I can picture it as if it were yesterday Passion pushing up against apartment walls Feeling rogue tongues in cheeks Foreign mouths becoming refugee..

I've spent years in context Looking for love in arms That for the better part of my Twenty years Have been busy strangling me Masked with abusive..

No, I am above you. I shine brighter, more willing More talent coursing though my veins Creativity eroding me Into ashes flying through Fictiona..

We live our lives in symbols Her and I - look out for things we see She gets sucked in, I'm forced to follow Should I love her for being gullibl..