FEAR.
Filling the space between the time
Killing the object with the rhyme
A whole wide world with no place to go
So many choices
Which one is real?
So many empty lines to fill
How many chances to make it right?
One birth. One life. One death.
Killing the time between the space
Count the masks that hide the face
Strength behind the eyes that see
Corners cracked in fear
A mystery bathed in light and space
Reason for time has been erased
Madness what is left to reach
The fear is what remains.
~M~
I envy you for being able to write like that. You actually made me shiver twice. Corners cracked in fear…
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A poem? A song? A limmerick? An haiku?
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HIM has gone down since they came to the states. their butterfly album felt rushed to make money off the nerdy kids who wear him hoodies and sh*t. gtheir old stuff’s way better. kind of like how duran duran used to rock back in their day and how they came back with a new cd trying to get rich off the teenie boppers with a bad cd. like the b-52s.
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hope that didnt upset you or anything ya know. just sad that every nerd wears a heartagram now days. ville still rocks. he worked at a porn shop!!!! that rocks lol.
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the fat one makes me laugh lol. he went to like dallas and came back as a cowboy. funniest sh*t ever hahaha. their new cd better be good! im still listeing to all their old stuff like gin blossom. only their odler stuffs the only good stuff they eer made. then again theyre old now. hmmm? lol insane. if i met HIM id jump on them and have someone take photos as i lick ville. i had an autographed guitar singed by them. then i sold it to pay the bank when i over drafted big time. sad storry i know. man i feel sick.
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