

DEATHDeaths snare Is without threat If you allowed your soul To guide where your foot has treadDEATH
If you listened to your heart A heart drenched in wine If you took the hand of your maker The hand of the great Divine
What darkness will death have After youve bled yourself dry? If there is no more you How can you possibly die?
Death is what you make of it Tasting bitter or sweet It depends to whom you gave your hand And to where you took your feet


An Encounter with LoveThe street lights were beginning to flicker as I was walking home. That seemed to be my luck today, just another wrinkle in the paper of my life. Part of me was starting to wonder what in the world was going on with my life. Was it really going to be like this forever? Or was I going to see the light and live again?An Encounter with Love
I walked into my house and set out to find food. It was going to be a challenge to get up to my room and to bed. All parts of my body hurt like I had no idea they could. It had to be because of the walk home and because I hadnt walked in a long time.
With much needed energy from the food, I found my
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of all the things i've lost i miss my mind the most... (ozzy osbourne)
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Imagination is more important than knowledge.
~Albert Einstein~
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Ayhan Tomak
Istanbul-Turkey
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"One day I woke up and realized I was never going to be normal"
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the sun looks like he slit his wrists in a bathtub, and there's blood all over the water. and the moon's just watching him. she's just watching him die. she must have driven him to it.
I totally forgot that you had an account on here.
Thanks for watching,
LeeAnn
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I'm just trying to make a smudge on the collective unconsious.
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Moo.
Pop.
Bang.
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