

Train of ThoughtRailroad tracks scattered from one edge of my brainTrain of Thought
to the other, A train slowly slithers like a snake across the slimy surface of my mind.
Carrying a heavy burden of thoughts, the creature sneaks through tunnels
and over bridges, Carefully weaving through the entanglements of Confusion.
Arriving at the station,
the passengers exit,
Reaching their destinations,
And suddenly... I think.


JealousyCrawling from the murky depths of my mind In a dark cold cave of hidden thoughts Lives a creature filled with unimaginable hatred.Jealousy
He tears at the flesh of Happiness, Wreaks havoc upon Satisfaction, Devouring them, And lifelessly they enter his hollow body.
He stains my innocent reflections My imagination soiled with gory sights He leaves me tainted, soiled, And alone.
One day this creature overpowered me And destroyed me from within I could feel my heart turn cold, My insides rot and my breath tighten, Heat swelled up within me, &nb


There's Something Special....Theres something special about your eyes. I love how theyre heartless and cold.There's Something Special....
Theres something special about your mouth. I love how words of hatred spew from it.
Theres something special about your smile. I love how it never shows.
Theres something special about your heart. I love that its empty.
Theres something special about you. I love that you hate me.


Flight or FIGHTFlight or FIGHT!Flight or FIGHT
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Branches whipped at his face, undergrowth tugged at his trouser legs as he bounded a fallen log in his path. In his eight or so years in the service to the scout corps he'd never run from a threat, evaded, outmaneuvered and hidden but on this day Sergeant Gunter Ryleywasn't ashamed to admit to himself he was fleeing for his life. Hidden behind him amongst the forest something pursued his headlong flight. Gunters one clear thought was,
*Must. Run. Faster.* just in front of him he could make out the back o
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"Be happy for this moment, this moment is your life." - anonymous.
" Life is but a...dream" --- Cowboy Bebop (heh.)
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If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.
~"The Crow" (1994)
~My blog for new project: [link]~
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"Who am I? I'm the ninja-samurai-knight-war soldier-weapon master-street brawler-gunslinging-jutsu launching-sword swinging decendant of a Legendary Warrior that's who!" --Django
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If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.
~"The Crow" (1994)
~My blog for new project: [link]~
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"Who am I? I'm the ninja-samurai-knight-war soldier-weapon master-street brawler-gunslinging-jutsu launching-sword swinging decendant of a Legendary Warrior that's who!" --Django
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If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.
~"The Crow" (1994)
~My blog for new project: [link]~
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"All is riddle, and the key to a riddle is another riddle." - Emerson
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If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.
~"The Crow" (1994)
~My blog for new project: [link]~
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If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.
~"The Crow" (1994)
~My blog for new project: [link]~
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