

life is just a driveYour ability to put feelings on paper is beautiful Reflection regardless, you are who you are What you should see is not something pitiful Your mind is a car Your eyes are the wheel Your heart is the engine which makes you so real. The mirror on your car is for looking back Places you have been and things you have passed. Look forward. Keep your eyes straight ahead Occasionally peeking back to see where you've been Your headlights are looking froward Like your fate it does guide you The more memories you have, the farther you see 'Cause those bumps you halife is just a drive


sourmy aching heat is squeezed like a lemon dripping blood It started as a fruit and she was pleased but now it sits bitter, sour and dead the flood of its sour juices have faded dripped from my eyes and has left me jaded what once was sweet is now a curdled sludge of a mess on my sleevesour
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".lifє тнєαтєя." Dreamer o Withered Landscapes...,.,. ҳx×☻°♠ ﮎǻÐд§ǻйŤ ♠°☻×xҳ
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Let me sink into the deep pools of Lethe.
Do not pull me back up.
Just let me forget.
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Viva fría cerveza y las calientas ninas!
"Najlepsze piwo to lezajski full, gul gul gul, lezajski full"
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