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| Dearly Beloved,
We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of our great friend self. Self has been lost due to inactivity. Whereas self used to dictate many decisions for life, self has recently become complacent, and unresponsive, letting life take its course. Life, unrestrained, has become erratic and impossible to predict, with its actions taking it closer and closer to the edge of sanity. Sanity, where we all live, borders insanity, a land of beautiful colors, and no known boundaries. Danger lies in wait for life, if it crosses the borders of sanity and insanity. Insanity is a more pleasing state than sanity, but since boundaries are destroyed in insanity, it becomes difficult to return to sanity, and progress life. In insanity, life will go on indefinitely, however without boundaries there will be no progression, progression only can take place in sanity. There is hope though, self is not dead merely depressed to a state of unconsciousness. There are no know methods of reviving self, but there is still time. A theory exists to revive self and keep life safe from insanity, that theory is others. Others may play an important role in the vitality of self, and the direction of life. This theory has yet to proven, though many experiments are in progress. Hopefully others do play a role and life may continue to progress with the direction of self, and the support of others. | | |
| im not mad...i just needed an excuse to touch you...
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| Please forgive me for staring at your eyes,
They are so beautiful and full of life.
I don't think you realize, what it feels like to see life so brightly.
Heaven have you ever heard, the sound of beauty blinking?
All the joys of heaven condensed into a twinkling.
And the drama contained within your eyes clarify and magnify,
The eternal empty feeling I see in my own eyes.
Your eyes are life to me, I might as well be,
A vampire, sucking life's light from thee.
I'll leave you alone now...sorry. | | |
| I draw my fate from a loaded deck.
I know my hand now, I never check.
Brokenhearted again without even trying.
Fulfilling my self inflicted destiny of too often falling,
For the unachievable, unobtainable, or the uninterested.
You're beautiful of course, sharp enough to seriously damage myself...
That's just the way it is with me and I don't know why, but life is ok for me,
Cause long ago I discovered my Destiny.
Life after life of disappointing imagined possibilities,
that never really were, nor would be.
So I had a smile tattooed to my face, and my eyes highlighted bright,
So even at night they would glow, and in the day no one could see,
Anything but the happy me, the smile they see is again just my deceit.
And my smile is all you'll ever see, and tears... | | |
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